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AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 


BT 

CHARLES   KING, 

U.  S.  ARMY, 

AUTHOE  OF   "THE  COLONEL'S   DAUGHTER,"   "THE   DESERTER,"    "FROM  THK 
RANKS,"   "DUNRAVEN   RANCH,"    "TWO  SOLDIERS,"   KTC. 


"  It  is,  however,  proper  for  me  to  remark  that  the  rest  of  the  world  is  entitled  to  at  least 
one  day  in  the  year  upon  the  newspaper  men.  For  three  hundred  and  sixty-five  they  oracu- 
larly direct  us  in  our  opinions,  walk,  and  conversation ;  they  give  us  our  politics,  our  esti- 
mates of  public  men,  and  our  views  upon  all  current  questions.  The  American  people  are 
eminently  practical,  their  wits  are  sharpened  in  their  own  affairs,  and  their  thoughts  concen- 
trated and  intent  upon  that  which  immediately  interests  them.  As  a  result,  the  larger  part 
of  every  community  have  no  opinions  until  they  have  read  their  party  and  religious  papers. 
Fur  a  man  like  myself,  who  reads  tliem  all,  the  most  curious  of  studies  is  to  gather  the  reflex 
of  the  editor's  views  in  the  confident  expressions  of  my  friends.  Whatever  responsibility — 
and  it  is  great — may  rest  upon  the  lawyer  with  the  liberal  latitude  allowed  him  under  his 
retainer,  upon  the  preacher  with  his  unrestrained  opportunity  to  speivk,  upon  the  teacher  in 
moulding  the  min<ls  of  his  students,  the  largest  responsibility  of  all  rests  upon  the  journalist." 
— CHAUNC£r  M.  Depew. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

J.  B.  LIPPINCOTT  COMPANY. 


Copyright,  1890,  by  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company. 


Printed  bv  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company.  Philadelphia,  U.8.A. 


LIPPINCOTT'S 
|i^ONTHLY   Jy^AGAZINE. 


DECEMBER,    189  O. 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA-. 


IT  must  have  been  nearly  midniglit.  The  lights  in  tlie  barracks  and 
at  the  old  h()S]->ital  beyond  had  long  since  been  extingnished,  and 
only  here  and  there  along  the  row  of  officers'  quarters  and  at  the 
guard-house,  suggestively  planted  half-way  down  the  slope  towards 
the  post  trader's  store,  was  there  sign  of  wakeful  life.  One  or  two 
ui)per  windows  gave  forth  a  feeble  gleam,  and  there  was  quite  a  jovial 
glow  jioiu'ing  from  the  open  door-way  of  the  colonel's  big  house  across 
the  dark  rectangle.  It  fell  u{)on  the  tall  white  flag-staff  and  displayed 
it  from  base  to  cross-trees,  a  solitary,  ghost-like  shaft,  and  then,  with 
gradually  diminishing  power,  illumined  the  gravelled  ])athway  that 
bisecte<l  the  ])arade  and  led  from  the  broad  flight  of  steps  in  front  of 
the  commanding  officer's  to  the  major's  quarters  on  the  southern  side. 
Overhead  the  stars  were  glittering  in  an  absolutely  cloudless  sky.  Not 
a  breath  of  air  was  stirring  the  forest  down  in  the  black  depths  of  the 
valley  to  the  south.  Softened  by  distance,  the  rush  of  the  river  over 
its  rocky  bed  fell  upon  the  ear  like  soothing  lullaby.  Ten  mimites 
earlier  tiie  sound  of  silvery  laughter  and  cheery  vcnces  had  come  float- 
ing across  the  garrison,  and  lialf  a  dozen  little  groups  had  strolled  away 
from  the  colonel's  gate,  some  turning  to  right  and  left,  others  crossing 
in  the  broad  stream  of  light  from  his  oj)en  portals.  One  by  one  the 
doors  of  the  various  (piarters  had  opened  to  admit  their  occupants,  a 
few  lingering  good-nights  had  been  exchanged  between  gallant  vonng 
bachelors  and  some  dainty  A)rm  cnwra{)pcd  in  fleecy  burnous,  ami  tiien 
even  those  night-owls  "  the  youngsters"  had  betaken  themselves  to  their 
domiciles;  one  after  another  doors  were  closed,  lights  poppc<l  up  in  the 
second-floor  windows,  curtains  were  drawn,  the  lights  enshrouded,  ami 
finally  a  silence  as  of  solitude  sprea<l  its  mantle  over  the  parade,  and 
the  corporal  of  the  guard,  leaning  against  the  gate-post  at  the  south- 

723 


724  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

western   entrance,  bethought   him  how  expressive  was  the  sign  the 
Indians  made  for  night. 

He  was  of  medium  height,  but  an  athletic,  well-built  young  fellow, 
as  any  one  might  have  seen  as  the  9orporal  stood  under  the  big  lamp 
at  the  guard-house  but  a  few  moments  before.  He  had  a  handsome, 
clear-cut  face,  with  a  goofl  deal  of  soldier  bronze  about  the  cheeks  and 
jaws;  he  wore  his  natty  undress  uniform  with  an  easy  grace,  and 
carried  the  long  Springfield  as  though  it  were  a  toy.  The  crossed 
rifles  on  his  forage-cap,  the  buckle  of  his  cartridge-belt,  even  the  copper 
cartridges  themselves,  gleamed  in  the  lamplight.  The  chevrons  on  his 
sleeve,  the  narrow  stripe  along  the  seam  of  his  trousers,  the  Berlin 
gloves  he  wore,- were  all  spotlessly  white;  and  Corporal  Brent  was 
what  the  men  were  wont  to  call  "  a  dandy  Jack,"  though  there  was 
not  a  man  in  the  troop-barracks  at  the  western  end  of  the  parade  who 
cared  more  than  once  to  put  on  the  gloves  with  the  "dandy."  Brent 
had  speedHy  demonstrated  the  fact  that  he  could  outspar  any  man  in 
the  cavalry  portion  of  the  garrison,  and  that  only  Sergeant  Connors, 
of  C  compaify,  was  able  to  beat  him  in  a  bout.  In  the  little  battalion 
of  infantry  Brent  was  a  popular  man  ;  so,  too,  had  he  been  in  the 
cavalry  command  that  recently  occupied  the  post;  but  these  fellows  of 
the  Eleventh,  who  had  but  lately  marched  in,  seemal  rather  slow  to 
discover  his  many  good  traits.  Very  possibly  they  did  not  like  the 
apparent  ease  with  which  he  had  defeated  the  champions  they  had  so 
confidently  sent  against  him.  Still,  it  was  a  good-nature<l,  not  vindic- 
tive, sort  of  jealousy, — that  soldierly  rivalry  between  the  two  corps 
that  seems  irrepressible  and  that  really  does  no  great  harm, — and  Brent 
had  begun  to  win  friends  among  the  troopers,  who  liked  the  frank, 
laughing  way  he  had,  when  an  order  was  suddenly  issued  by  the  new 
post  commander  the  enforcement  of  which  stirred  up  a  row. 

.  As  the  last  visitor  left  the  colonel's  gate  and  he  closed  his  door, 
thereby  shutting  out  the  broad  gleam  tliat,  almost  like  that  of  the 
headlight  of  a  locomotive,  had  shot  athwart  the  parade,  Corporal 
Brent  was  pondering  over  this  very  matter. 

Colonel  Morris  was  a  man  who  hated  irregularity  of  any  kind,  and 
as  the  grass  began  to  sprout  in  the  spring  he  noted  that  it  failed  to 
grow  along  what  was  evidently  a  short  cut  between  the  southwest  gate, 
the  way  to  town,  and  the  infantry  barracks  at  the  eastern  end.  The 
former  post  commander,  a  cavalryman  like  himself,  had  not  paid  much 
attention  to  this  sort  of  thing,  and  the  infantry  had  grown  to  look 
upon  the  short  cut  as  a  sort  of  thoroughfare  sacred  to  their  uses:  no 
officer  ever  had  occasion  to  go  that  way.  When,  therefore,  the  beaten 
pathway  was  ploughed  up  and  re-sodded,  and  an  order  was  issued  that 
the  men  must  confine  themselves  to  the  gravel  path  or  the  road-way, 
there  were  just  a  few  old  foot-soldiers  who  saw  fit  to  grumble,  and 
some  of  them,  returning  late  at  night  from  a  visit  on  pass  to  the  neigh- 
boring town,  made  sarcastic  allusions  to  the  new  order  as  they  trudged 
homeward  under  the  windows  of  the  officers'  quarters  on  the  south  side. 
Others  still,  trusting  to  darkness  and  a  theory  tiiat  all  officers  should 
l)e  abed  at  that  hour,  proceeded  to  wear  a  parallel  path,  and  these  two 
transgressions  being  occasionally  repeateil,  and  the  officer  of  the  day 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  725 

having  twice  come  upon  the  transgressors  without  having  captured  one 
of  their  number, — for  the  "  dougli-boys"  were  fleet  of  foot, — a  second 
order  was  issued  requiring  all  enlisted  men  returning  to  the  post  be- 
tween tattoo  and  reveille. to  enter  their  barracks  from  the  rear  and  not 
to  cross  the  quadrangle  bounded  by  the  I'ence.  There  was  a  road  all 
around  in  rear  of  the  barracks  and  quarters,  but  in  the  wet  spring 
weather  it  was  often  deep  with  mud  and  generally  dark  as  Erebus. 
What  wonder,  therefore,  that  many  parties  still  managed  to  slip  in,  not 
exactly  in  defiance  of  the  order,  but  because  the  enlisted  men  had  a 
fine  appreciation  of  that  principle  of  international  law  which  provides 
that  a  mere  paper  blockade  is  not  entitled  to  respect?  Then  it  was  that 
the  "  old  man,"  as  the  soldiers  called  the  colonel,  ordered  out  his  block- 
aders.  An  extra  sentinel's  post  was  established,  a  sentry  was  ordered 
stationed  at  the  southwest  gate  from  tattoo  until  reveille,  and,  as  all 
the  cavalry  were  barracked  on  the  west  side  near  their  stables,  and  as 
the  infantry  were  manifestly  the  offenders  (so  argued  the  colonel),  the 
three  additional  sentries  required  were  ordered  taken  from  among  their 
number.  This  order  made  guard-duty  a  trifle  harder  and  the  infantry- 
men a  trifle  madder.  Out  of  sheer  mischief,  some  of  them  took  to 
passing  up  the  road  between  the  guard-house  and  the  trader's,  entering 
the  northwest  gate  and  stalking  across  the  parade  in  stealthy  column 
of  files  from  that  direction,  facetiously  decorating  their  trail  with  empty 
beer-bottles,  whiskey-flasks,  or  sardine- boxes,  over  which  the  police 
sergeant  spent  some  time  and  blasphemy  after  reveille  next  morning. 
Then  the  cohmel  ordered  the  northwest  gate  locked  at  tattoo,  and  the 
laughing  rascals  climl>ed  the  fence.  He  would  not  order  out  more 
sentries,  but  he  gave  the  officer  of  the  day  directions  to  have  a  patrol 
in  readiness  at  the  flag-staff  between  eleven  and  one  that  night,  and 
then  some  fine  foot-racing  resulted,  in  which  the  patrol  came  out  second 
best.  The  colonel  ordered  the  five  infantrymen  who  happened  to  be 
on  pass  arrested  and  brought  to  trial  before  a  garrison  court,  and  the 
court  promptly  acquitted  every  man :  it  was  established  that  they  had 
all  obetliently  gone  around  the  garrison ;  they  had  even  taken  the 
trouble  to  call  the  attention  of  the  sentry  on  No.  4  to  that  fact;  and 
then  it  dawned  upon  the  commanding  officer  that  some  of  those  in- 
fantry scamps  were,  as  they  would  have  expressed  it,  "  putting  up 
a  job"  at  his  expense,  and  that  half  a  dozen  of  the  fleet  est- footed 
among  them  were,  just  for  a  lark,  slipping  out  of  quarters  after  eleven 
o'clock  and  around  to  the  northwest  gate,  vaulting  the  fence  with  the 
agility  of  monkeys,  and  then  playing  the  old  game  of  "Tom,  Tom, 
pull  away"  with  his  patrol.  They  had  not  had  so  much  fun  in  a 
year. 

Colonel  Morris  had  sense  enough  to  know  that  if  he  lost  his  temper 
and  got  to  blustering  the  men  would  regard  it  as  a  victory.  He  issued 
no  new  orders.  Su.*ipicion  had  fallen  on  a  squad  of  rollicking  young 
Irishmen  in  Company  F,  all  of  whom  were  members  of  the  battalion 
base-ball  nine.  A  match  game  was  to  come  off  two  days  later  with 
the  club  from  Fort  Lawrence,  and  local  interest — and  bets — were  run- 
ning high.  Alas  I  when  the  morning  of  the  eventful  day  came  around, 
four  of  the  fleetest  base-runners  in  the  Rifle  Nine  languished  in  the 


726  ^-^  ARMy  PORTIA. 

guard-house,  arrested  at  reveille  by  order  of  their  own  captain  for  ab- 
sence from  quarters  at  midnight.  The  colonel  had  simply  let  them  get 
out,  then  ordered  check  roll-call,  with  doors  barred,  and  they  stood 
self-exiled.  Fancy  the  consternation  among  the  lovers  of  the  national 
game !  Even  the  cavalry  had  backed  the  local  nine  against  that  from 
Lawrence,  and  well  knew  that  if  substitutes  had  to  be  put  in  there  was 
no  earthly  chance  of  their  winning.  Manifestly,  said  the  battalion, 
there's  no  man  but  Corporal  Brent  to  get  us  out  of  the  scrape.  He 
was  captain  and  short-stop  of  the  Nine,  and  on  hira  they  rallied  forth- 
with. "  Give  me  your  word,  men,  that  there's  to  be  no  more  of  this 
monkey  business,  and  I'll  go  to  the  colonel  myself.  Refuse,  and  the 
game  goes  to  Fort  Lawrence,  nine  to  nothing,  for  we  can't  play  with- 
out Lynch  and  Cooney  on  the  bases."  It  was  a  case  of  unconditional 
surrender. 

The  colonel  had  kindly  receivetl  the  young  corporal,  had  listened 
to  the  tale  of  woe,  and  sat  silently  pondering  a  moment.  Then  he 
looked  up.  "You  say  the  game  must  go  against  you  without  these 
four  men  ?"  he  asked. 

"  Yes,  sir.  Indeed,  I  would  not  play  without  them.  We  would 
far  better  let  the  game  go  by  default  than  have  the  record  published, 
as  it  assuredly  would  be,  in  the  army  as  well  as  the  local  papers,  with 
all  the  errors  scored  against  us.  This  nine  of  ours  has  not  been  beaten 
by  any  team  in  the  department  as  yet,  and  it  would  be  an  unearned 
victory  for  Fort  Lawrence." 

Colonel  Morris  sat  keenly  studying  the  young  soldier's  face.  He 
made  no  answer  for  a  moment,  and  when  he  spoke  it  was  of  an  utterly 
irrelevant  matter : 

"  Have  you  not  served  somewhere  under  my  command  before  this, 
corijoral  ?" 

The  color  sprang  to  Brent's  face.  There  was  an  instant  of  hesita- 
tion, then  a  firm  but  respectful  answer : 

"  Nowhere,  sir.  I  have  been  in  the  army  only  two  years,  and  this 
is  my  first  station  since  leaving  the  depot  at  David's  Island."  Then, 
as  though  eager  to  get  back  to  a  more  pressing  matter,  "  If  the  colonel 
will  not  consider  me  as  proposing  a  compromise,  and  will  take  it  as 
it  is  meant,  I  can  promise,  I  think,  tiiat  there  will  be  no  more  of  this 
night  prowling  across  the  parade,  on  the  part  of  our  men  at  least." 

Morris  looked  sharply  up  from  under  his  shaggy  brows : 

"  What  do  you  mean  ?  What  men  would  have  any  occasion  to 
cross  the  parade  but  the  infantry?" 

"  I  mean,  in  all  respect,  sir,  that  there  may  be  men  or,  at  least,  a 
man  who,  having  no  occasion  to  cross  the  parade,  will  do  so  simply  for 
the  sake  of  making  trouble.     In  plain  words,  a  cavalryman,  sir." 

The  adjutant,  sitting  at   his  desk,  dropped   his  pen  and  looked 

Jiuickly  up,  and  the  sergeant-major,  going  out  with  a  bundle  of  papers, 
ound  means  to  halt  at  the  office  door,  as.  though  to  hear  what  migiit 
follow.  Mr.  Mason,  the  adjutant,  turned  quietly,  caught  the  sergeant- 
major's  eye,  and  gave  a  quick  but  expressive  jerk  of  the  head  in  the 
direction  of  the  outer-  room.  The  sergeant-major  took  the  hint  and 
vanished. 


AN  ARMV  PORTIA.  727 

But  the  clerks  had  heard  the  corporal's  intimation  that  some  trooper 
was  connected  with  the  transgression  for  which  the  ball-playing  quar- 
tette were  confined.  The  door  was  immediately  closed,  leaving  them 
to  draw  their  own  inferences  and  make  their  own  comments.  They 
did  not  hear  the  colonel's  next  remark  : 

"  If  any  man  in  the  cavalry  is  guilty  in  this  matter,  there  is  only 
one  whom  I  can  suspect.     Can  you  name  him  ?" 

Corporal  Brent  flushed  again,  but  finally  replied,  "  I  beg  the  colonel 
not  to  ask  me  to  answer,  when,  as  I  said  before,  I  have  no  proof  what- 
ever." 

Colonel  Morris  turned  and  pondered  a  moment.  Finally  he  whirled 
about  in  liis  revolving  chair: 

"  Corporal  Brent,  if  these  four  men  were  of  my  own  regiment  I 
would  certainly  refuse  your  request.  As  matters  stand,  I  will  not  spoil 
the  chances  of  the  Rifle  Nine.  They  will,  therefore,  be  turned  over  to 
you  to  take  their  part  in  the  game,  and  to-morrow  must  stand  their  trial 
before  the  garrison  court." 

And  when  Corporal  Brent  left  the  office,  infinitely  rejoiced,  the 
colonel  turned  to  his  staff-officer : 

"  Where  do  you  suppose  the  recruiting  officers  picked  up  a  fellow 
like  that  ?     He  has  the  language  of  an  educated  man." 

"  He  was  enlisted  in  New  York,"  was  the  reply,  "  and  I  have  fre- 
quently noted  him  on  guard.  They  tell  me  he  has  more  influence  over 
the  men  in  his  battalion  than  any  other  non-commissioned  officer;  and  I 
am  glad  he  has  promised  that  there  will  be  no  more  of  this  night  business." 

And  yet,  two  days  afterwards,  the  colonel  sent  for  Corporal  Brent 
to  say  that  the  agreement  was  being  violated.  Three  soldiers  had  been 
seen  running  from  the  southwest  gate  across  the  parade  the  night  be- 
fore. The  sentry  had  been  taken  off  on  the  strength  of  the  arrange- 
ment; the  Rifle  Nine  had  won  the  game  amidst  great  enthusiasm,  and 
there  was  a  liberal  transfer  of  Treasury  notes  in  consequence.  The 
infantry  and  many  of  the  cavalrymen  were  rejoicing  in  unaccustomed 
wealth  between  pay-days,  and  applications  for  passes  to  visit  town  had 
been  of  unusual  number.  The  four  culprits  had  pleaded  guilty  to  their 
offence  and  been  awarded  some  light  fine.  The  "  dough-boys,"  fully 
appreciating  the  colonel's  consideration  in  the  matter,  as  fully  meant  to 
stand  by  their  promise  to  Brent :  it  was  with  not  a  little  feeling,  there- 
fore, that  they  received  the  news  that  the  compact  was  violated. 

That  Saturday  evening,  in  some  mysterious  way.  Corporal  Mullen 
of  the  guard  sprained  his  wrist  just  after  tattoo;  and  though  Brent 
was  not  the  next  man  on  the  roster,  with  the  adjutant's  full  consent  he 
appeared  armed  and  equipped  at  the  guard- house  and  reported  for  duty 
as  Mullen's  successor  in  charge  of  the  second  relief.  Examining  the 
list  of  men  absent  on  pass,  he  made  mental  note  of  two  in  his  own 
battalion  and  looked  visibly  disappointed  when  he  scanned  the  cavalry 
names.  It  had  been  ordered  that  all  men  returning  from  pass  should 
report  at  the  guard-house,  leave  their  papers  with  the  officer  of  the 
guard,  and  then  return  to  their  quarters,  those  of  the  infantry  battalion 
passing  around  outside  the  officers'  houses,  those  of  the  cavalry  enter- 
ing their  barracks  by  the  rear  steps  at  once. 


728  -^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

Three  days  of  sunshine  and  breeze  had  dried  the  ground  so  that 
the  paths  around  the  post  were  in  perfect  order,  and,  except  that  it  made 
their  walk  longer  by  some  two  hundred  paces,  there  was  no  discomfort 
in  obeying  the  order.  The  first  batch  of  returning  soldiers  appeared 
about  half-past  eleven,  surrendered  their  passes,  and  went  quietly  away 
to  their  barracks.  Another  squad  appeared  about  ten  minutes  later ; 
but  there  was  still  no  sign  of  the  two  whose  names  Brent  had  noted 
and  whose  pass  expired  at  midnight.  It  was  then  that  the  young 
soldier,  with  the  permission  of  the  officer  of  the  guard,  strode  quickly 
over  to  the  southwest  gate,  a  hundred  yards  away. 

From  here  he  noted  the  dispersal  of  the  little  party  that  had  been 
spending  the  evening  at  the  colonel's  ;  here  he  had  straightened  up  and, 
standing  under  the  lamp-post,  tendered  his  soldierly  salute  to  Captain 
and  Mrs.  Lane  as  they  passed  in  front  of  him,  repeating  it  an  instant 
after  when  a  young  lady,  with  dark,  sparkling  eyes,  looked  him  quickly 
over  as  she  tripped  by  on  the  arm  of  her  escort ;  and  while  the  latter 
held  open  the  gate  of  the  brick  quarters  at  the  corner,  almost  within 
earshot,  she  inquired, — 

"Who  is  that  infantry  corporal,  Mr.  Hearn?" 

"That?  Oh,  you  didn't  get  here  in  time  for  the  ball-game,  Miss 
Marshall,  or  you  wouldn't  have  asked.  That's  Corporal  Brent,  captain 
of  the  Rifle  Nine." 

"Can't  we  persuade  you  to  come  in  a  few  minutes,  Mr.  Hearn?" 
callal  Mrs.  Lane,  in  her  sweet,  cordial  voice. 

"  Yes,  do  come,  Hearn,"  chimed  in  the  captain,  ever  ready  to  second 
his  wife's  motion. 

The  lieutenant  hesitated  an  instant  and  glanced  at  the  girl  who  had 
just  stepped  within  the  gate ;  but,  as  she  said  nothing  that  seemed  in 
any  way  pressing,  he  raised  his  forage-cap,  and,  pleasantly  declining, 
bade  them  good-night  and  went  briskly  away.  Opening  her  window 
five  minutes  later  to  close  the  outer  blinds.  Miss  Marshall  glanced  down 
from  above  the  piazza  roof  and  saw  the  corporal  of  the  guard  still 
standing  there  under  the  lamp,  apparently  waiting.  He  looked  quickly 
up  at  sound  of  the  creaking  shutter,  then  turned  aside.  The  next 
moment,  before  she  could  fasten  the  blind,  the  sentry  at  the  guard-house 
sung  out,  "Number  One,  twelve  o'clock."  The  corporal  leaned  his 
rifle  against  the  fence,  quickly  extinguished  the  lamp,  and  all  in  front 
of  the  quarters  was  darkness. 

Down  at  the  guard-house  she  could  see  the  bleary  light  of  the  oil 
lamp  and  the  dim  form  of  the  sentry  pacing  to  and  fro;  she  stood  there 
by  the  window  straining  her  ears  for  the  watch-call  of  the  distant  sen- 
tries far  over  by  the  haystacks  and  wood-yard,  then  nodded  her  head 
approvingly  at  the  soldierly  ring  in  the  voice  of  No.  1,  as  he  sung 
out  the  final  "  All's  well."  Peering  through  the  shutters,  she  was 
wondering  what  had  become  of  the  corporal,  when  the  latch  of  their 
gate  clicked  ;  the  rusty  hinges  gave  a  sudden  squeak  ;  there  was  a  rattle 
as  of  a  falling  rifle,  a  muttered  ejaculation ;  she  could  just  dimly  make 
out  a  shadowy  form  stooping  to  pick  up  the  gun,  and  then  cautiously 
reclosing  the  gate.  Then,  instead  of  moving  away,  there  it  stood,  lean- 
ing against  the  fence.     Evidently  Corporal  Brent  had  business  there 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  729 

and  had  come  to  stay.  Instantly  she  bethought  her  of  the  talk  she 
had  heard  among  the  oflBcers  about  tiie  colonel's  order  prohibiting  the 
men  from  crossing  the  parade,  of  the  implied  promise  that  no  more 
violations  should  occur  in  recognition  of  the  colonel's  having  released 
the  quartette  of  roysterers  in  time  for  the  great  match  game,  and  of  the 
alleged  violation  of  this  contract.  She  was  a  young  woman  of  quick 
perception  :  Brent  had  evidently  posted  himself  there  to  capture  the 
malefactors  should  they  appear. 

Quarter  of  an  hour  passed  without  the  faintest  sound  from  without. 
She  heard  Captain  Lane  extinguishing  the  lamps  in  the  parlor  below, 
and  Mrs.  Ijane  had  come  tripping  up  to  her  door  to  say  good-night, 
but,  seeing  that  her  guest  was  writing,  refrained  from  coming  farther, 
though  Miss  Marshall  promptly  laid  aside  her  pen  and  diary  and  cor- 
dially bade  her  enter.  All  was  quiet  within  and  without,  and  she  was 
just  about  pulling  down  the  shade,  when,  peeping  through  the  blinds, 
she  saw  the  dark  shadowy  form  at  the  fence  move  quickly,  stealthily 
into  the  road.  The  next  moment  there  came  stern,  low-toned  chal- 
lenge : 

"  Halt,  you  men  !" 

There  was  instant  scurry  and  rush ;  a  muttered  oath  ;  two  shadowy 
forms  darted  out  by  the  gate,  and,  at  top  speed,  their  flying  footsteps 
could  be  dimly  heard  rushing  tiptoe  around  to  the  back  of  the  garrison. 
But  there  was  no  pureuit.     One  man  evidently  had  stood  his  ground. 

"Where  are  you  going?"  was  Brent's  question,  in  the  same  low, 
stern  tone. 

"To  my  quartet's,"  was  the  answer,  in  accents  that  were  plainly 
defiant.     "  Who  are  you?  and  what  business  is  it  of  yours?" 

"  I  am  the  corporal  of  the  guard,  and  you  are  disobeying  orders  in 
entering  the  garrison.  Face  about  and  go  with  me  to  the  guard- 
house." 

"  You  can't  arrest  me,  by  God  !  I'm  going  right  to  my  quarters. 
Fm  not  going  to  cross  the  parade." 

"That  will  do.  Face  about!"  Brent's  voice  was  heard.  "You 
know  perfectly  well  that  you  disobeyed  orders  in  entering  that  gate. 
What's  your  name? — and  your  troop?" 

"  None  of  your  damned  business.  I'm  'tending  to  my  affaire  ;  you 
*tend  to  yours." 

"  I  am ;  and  I  arrest  you,  whoever  you  are.  Not  another  word, 
now,  unless  you  want  me  to  use  force." 

"  Don't  you  dare  lay  a  hand  on  me,  damn  you  !  I  don't  recognize 
your  authority.  You're  not  corporal  of  the  guard ;  I  saw  who  marched 
on  guard  this  morning,  and  you  were  not  one  of  them.     Get  out  of 

my  way,  or  I'll "     Then  came  sudden  scuffle ;  an  oath  ;  a  gasping 

cry.  One  man  could  be  heard  running  with  lightning  speed  to  the 
gloomy  outlines  of  the  cavalry  barracks,  close  at  hand;  another  seemed 
to  dash  in  pursuit.  Then  came  the  sound  of  a  stunning  blow,  the 
crash  of  a  rifle  upon  the  gravelly  road,  a  heavy  fall,  a  moao.  Then — 
silence. 


730  -^-^  ARMV  PORTIA. 

II. 

There  was  a  frown  on  Colonel  Morris's  face  on  Sunday  morning  that 
boded  ill  for  officer  or  man  who  could  not  come  up  to  the  standard  of 
the  post  commander  on  the  forthcoming  inspection.  The  old  order  of 
things  was  still  in  existence,  and  a  beneficent  administration  had  not  yet 
issued  its  ban  against  martial  exercises  of  any  kind  upon  the  Lord's 
day.  First  call  for  inspection  in  full  dress  had  "  gone,"  as  the  soldiers 
say,  as  the  colonel  appeared  in  the  panoply  of  his  profession  upon  the 
front  piazza,  glancing  modified  approval  at  the  glistening  surface  of  his 
top-boots  and  the  brilliant  polish  of  his  spurs.  Down  at  the  front  gate 
his  orderly  stood,  every  item  of  his  dress  and  equipment  a  model  of 
soldierly  trimness.  Out  in  the  centre  of  the  parade  a  little  party  of  the 
guard  had  just  lowered  the  storm-flag  that  had  been  hoisted  at  dawn, 
and  were  running  up  in  its  stead  the  great  garrison  standard,  whose 
folds  of  scarlet  and  wiiite  lapped  out  lazily  in  response  to  the  soft  breeze 
now  rising  from  the  westward  bluffs.  Over  at  the  barracks  the  men 
had  come  pouring  forth,  the  neat  dark  blue  and  white  of  the  infantry 
at  the  east  side  contrasting  favorably  with  the  glaring  yellow  trimmings 
of  the  cavalry  battalion,  swarming  along  the  walk  and  streaming  from 
the  stairways  and  galleries  of  their  crowded  quarters,  like  so  many  full- 
plumaged  hornets.  On  the  verandas  across  the  parade,  helmeted  officers 
and  ladies  in  dainty  muslins  began  to  appear,  and  along  the  row  to  his 
right  and  left  the  sheltered  porches  were  similarly  occupied.  But  the 
post  commander  stood  alone.  Madame  his  better  half  had  visitors. 
Breakfast  was  not  quite  finished,  and  she  was  devoting  herself  to  their 
entertainment,  knowing  well  that  her  liege  lord  was  feeling  in  no  mood 
for  such  light  duty. 

Almost  the  first  thing  that  the  colonel  heard  on  going  down-stairs 
this  bright  Sunday  morning  was  an  animated  colloquy  in  the  kitchen 
between  cook  and  his  man-of-all-work,  an  old  darky  who  had  followed 
the  family  fortunes  for  years.  Jake  had  learned  from  the  police-sergeant, 
while  he  was  at  work  on  the  colonel's  boots  and  spurs,  that  Corporal 
Brent  had  been  "  slugged"  by  somebody  the  night  before  and  was  now 
lying  unconscious  in  the  hospital.  There  was  time  only  for  very  brief 
investigation  before  his  guests  came  down.  Mr.  Wallace  was  officer 
of  the  guard,  and,  in  response  to  the  message  brought  by  the  colonel's 
orderly,  had  gone  at  once  to  his  quarters  and  made  his  report. 

Somewhere  about  twenty  minutes  after  midnight,  the  sentry  on  No. 
1  had  called  Corporal  Werner  out,  saying  there  appeared  to  be  some- 
thing wrong  up  by  the  gate.  Mr.  Wallace,  knowing  Brent  to  have 
gone  thither,  sprang  up  and  went  outside,  and  saw  a  light  being  carried 
rapidly  from  Captain  Lane's  quarters,  at  the  corner,  over  towards  the 
cavalry  barracks.  Hurrying  around  in  front,  he  got  there  just  in  time 
to  see  the  captain  and  the  young  lady  who  had  recently  arrived.  Miss 
Marshall,  raising  Corporal  Brent  from  the  ground.  He  was  bleeding 
from  a  jagged  gash  over  the  left  eye,  and  was  limp  and  senseless. 
After  having  him  carried  to  the  hospital  and  arousing  the  steward,  it 
was  found  that  his  face  and  eyes  were  covered  with  red  pepper.  Not 
a  word  as  to  bis  assailants  could  be  learned.     The  last  men  to  reach 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  751 

the  garrison  were  Murphy  and  Scanlan,  two  scapegraces  of  Company 
F.  But  the  sentry  on  No.  4  declared  they  had  come  around  by  his 
post  on  the  south  side,  whereas  Brent  was  lying  almost  in  front  of  the 
quarters  of  C  troop,  inside  the  post.  Then,  again,  Scanlan  and  Murphy 
were  both  sober,  and  neither  of  them  men  who  would  be  likely  to 
assault  so  popular  and  respected  a  fellow  as  Brent.  Indeed,  both  of 
them  stoutly  denied  having  had  anything  to  do  with  the  case.  What 
was  more,  Miss  Marshall  had  said  that  she  heard  the  altercation,  heard 
a  scuffle,  and  heard,  though  she  could  not  see,  that  the  man  ran  toward 
the  cavalry  barracks  with  the  corporal  in  pursuit;  then  came  the  sound 
of  a  shock  or  blow ;  then  the  fall,  and,  hurrying  down-stairs,  she  had 
called  Captain  Lane,  and,  lighting  his  little  hurricane  lamp,  she  had 
hastened  out  along  the  road,  the  captain  rapidly  following ;  and  there 
at  the  foot  of  C  troop  stairway  lay  Brent,  bleeding  profusely. 

"  It  was  some  of  our  men  that  did  it,  sir,"  said  Wallace,  regret- 
fully, "and  I'd  give  a  montii's  pay  to  prove  it  on  them.  I'd  give 
more  than  that  if  I  thought  I  could  prove  that  no  cavalryman  had 
anything  to  do  with  it. 

Then  the  colonel  had  sent  his  orderly  to  ask  the  doctor  how  Brent 
was  coming  on,  and  the  doctor  replied  that  he  was  still  unconscious 
and  he  really  could  not  tell  how  the  case  would  end.  It  was  from  this 
message  the  orderly  had  just  returned.  Old  Morris  was  greatly  dis- 
turl)ed.  He  had  purposed  having  a  review  of  the  entire  command, 
cavalry  dismounted,  and  treating  his  guests  to  a  stirring  and  martial 
sight ;  but  when  the  assembly  sounded  he  had  completely  changed  his 
mind,  and  so  informed  his  wife.  "I'm  all  upset  about  this  aifair,"  he 
said,  "  and  impatient  to  begin  an  investigation." 

The  band  was  ordered  back  to  quarters;  the  captains  were  notified 
to  inspect  their  companies  on  their  own  parades ;  and,  merely  ex- 
changing his  helmet  for  forage-cap  and  laying  aside  his  sabre,  the 
colonel  strode  over  to  the  office,  passing  by  the  three  cavalry  troops 
that  were  nearest  him,  even  cutting  across  the  parade  as  though  to 
avoid  salute,  and  appeared  directly  in  front  of  C  troop,  that  was  drawn 
up,  in  double  rank  and  at  open  order,  farthest  to  the  south  side. 
Lieutenant  Hearn,  temporarily  in  command,  was  engaged  in  inspecting 
carbines,  but  at  sight  of  the  regimental  commander  discontinued  his 
work  and  raised  his  hand  to  the  visor  of  his  helmet. 

"  Go  on,  go  on,  Mr.  Hearn,"  said  the  colonel,  gruffly.  "  I  did  not 
mean  to  interrupt  you."  Nevertheless,  he  who  had  paid  no  attention 
to  the  other  companies  plainly  halted  in  front  of  C,  and  was  scanning 
the  men's  faces  with  eyes  that  were  full  of  gloom.  Next  he  strode 
around  the  right  of  the  line,  and  passed  down  in  front  of  the  rear  rank 
until  he  reached  the  centre,  where  the  tallest  men  were  standing,  and 
where  he  fixed  his  gaze  upon  one  soldier,  a  tall,  slender,  but  muscular 
fellow ;  he  looked  him  from  head  to  foot,  but  passed  him  slowly  with- 
out one  word.  A  sergeant  file-closer  noted  that  the  fingers  of  the 
soldier's  left  hand  twitched  and  closed  as  the  colonel  approached,  and 
that  a  lump  seemed  to  rise  in  the  brawny  throat,  but  was  quickly 
gulped  down.  There  was  no  other  symptom,  though,  and  Lieutenant 
Mason,  the  adj\^tant,  who  had  joined  his  colonel,  saw  that  the  man's 


732  ^^  ARMV  PORTIA. 

eyes  never  wavered  from  their  look  straight  to  the  front,  although  he 
might  have  paled  a  trifle  under  that  stern,  searching  gaze. 

Half  an  hour  later,  inspection  being  over,  the  colonel  sat  in  his 
office,  liolding  an  investigation.  The  captain  of  C  troop  was  absent 
on  sick-leave  at  the  time,  and  the  command  had  devolved  upon  a 
young  officer  who  had  won  a  fine  record  in  their  Arizona  days,  and 
who  was  regarded  throughout  the  regiment  as  perhaps  the  most  prom- 
ising of  all  the  subalterns.  He  was  an  excellent  horseman,  a  fine 
tactician,  and  a  drill-master  of  whom  his  men  had  become  vastly  proud. 
Under  the  mild-mannered  sway  of  their  captain,  a  war  veteran  of  un- 
certain years,  C  had  fallen  about  to  the  foot  in  proficiency  in  drill  and 
horeemanship.  But  the  moment  young  Hearn  got  command  they 
began  the  turning  over  of  a  very  new  leaf.  Little  instruction  of  any 
kind  except  mountain-scouting  had  been  imparted  in  Arizona,  but  when 
they  came  eastward,  and  old  Riggs,  their  former  colonel,  made  way  for 
a  much  better  soldier,  discipline  and  drill  began  on  the  instant.  I^or 
a  few  weeks  C  troop  had  to  take  all  the  raspings,  and  the  men  were 
disheartened  as  much  by  the  jeers  of  their  comrades  as  by  the  sharp 
raps  of  their  colonel.  Hearn,  too,  was  fretting  himself  half  to  death ; 
but  when  his  captain  was  taken  ill  and  was  compelled  to  turn  over  the 
troop  to  his  subaltern,  the  youngster  "  took  hold"  in  a  way  that  filled 
Mason's  soul  with  delight,  and  that  speedily  enchanted  the  men.  From 
being  the  worst,  C  troop  soon  challenged  all  comers  for  the  right  to  be 
called  the  best-drilled  troop  at  the  post,  and  Captain  Lane,  of  D, 
had  cordially  congratulated  Hearn  on  the  result  of  his  excellent  effi^rt. 
The  young  follow  had  that  faculty,  in  which  so  many  are  lacking,  of 
inspiring  the  men  with  enthusiasm  and  interest ;  and  by  the  time 
April  was  ushered  jn  there  was  nothing  the  troopers  of  C  would  not  do 
for  their  young  commander. 

Black  sheep,  they  say,  exist  in  every  flock,  and  while  fifty  or  more 
of  their  men  swore  by  tlieir  lieutenant,  and  were  proud  to  serve  under 
him,  there  were  perhaps  two  soldiers  in  the  troop  who  seemed  to  lose 
no  opportunity  of  defaming  him.  One  of  these  was  a  man  named 
Goss,  who  had  long  been  on  extra  or  daily  duty  as  clerk  for  the  quarter- 
master, and  whose  errors  at  inspection  were  of  such  an  exasperating 
character  that  Mr.  Hearn  got  authority  to  make  him  attend  drill  until 
he  was  reported  proficient.  This,  of  course,  made  Goss,  who  prided 
himself  on  ids  scholarship  and  superiority  to  the  general  run  of  the 
men,  anything  but  happy  ;  and  in  his  wrath  and  discontent  he  vented 
his  spleen  whenever  possible  to  do  so  at  the  expense  of  his  young  lieu- 
tenant. The  other  man  was  a  tall,  dark-eyed,  gypsy-looking  fellow, 
whose  name  was  Welsh,  and  who  for  several  months,  off  and  on,  had 
preferred  to  be  the  captain's  "striker,"  or  soldier  servant, — take  care  of 
his  horses,  blnck  his  boots,  polish  his  spurs  and  sabre,  hew  wood,  draw 
water,  maUe  the  fires,  sweep  the  kitchen,  run  errands,  and  do  all  manner 
of  small  chores  about  the  house, — than  to  do  soldier  duty  with  his  com- 
rades. When  the  captain  ck)sed  up  his  quarters  and  left  the  post, 
taking  his  family  eastward  with  him,  Lieutenant  Hearn  moved  in  to 
look  after  them  for  him.  This  was  by  the  captain's  own  request;  and, 
having  no  use  for  the  services  of  Welsh,  he  notified  that  worthy  to  re- 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  733 

turn  to  duty  with  the  troop  forthwith.  This  Welsh  bitterly  resented. 
He  insisted  that  the  captain  had  told  iiim  before  going  that  he  was  to 
ptay  in  charge  of  his  quarters  and  be  excused  from  all  military  duty. 
Hearn  replied  that  there  was  probably  some  mistake,  but  telegraphed  to 
the  captain  and  obtained  immediate  reply  to  the  effect  that  he  had  never 
given  the  soldier  any  such  promise,  and  that  he  desired  that  lie  be  now 
returned  to  duty  with  the  troop  and  taught  something  of  the  practical 
duties  of  a  soldier,  which  he  had  too  long  neglected. 

Hearn  smiled  to  himself  as  he  read  this,  thinking  whose  fault  it 
was  that  Welsh  had  been  allowed  to  live  in  ignorance  of  much  of  the 
drill,  and  wondering  not  a  little  at  the  change  of  heart  that  seemed  to 
have  come  over  the  captain,  now  that  he  was  fairly  away.  A  smart 
young  corporal  was  detailed  to  give  the  two  men  thorough  instruction 
in  the  sabre-exercise  and  the  manual  of  the  carbine  and  pistol,  in  addi- 
tion to  which  Welsh  was  now  required  to  attend  all  roll-calls,  stable- 
duty,  and  drills  wilh  the  troop,  and  take  his  guard  tour  every  fifth  day, 
and  a  disgusted  man  he  was  in  consequence. 

As  the  captain's  "  striker"  he  had  led  a  life  of  comparative  ease,  for 
that  veteran  officer  had  long  since  outlived  any  ambition  to  shine  in  the 
service,  and  looked  upon  it  only  as  a  means  of  livelihood.  At  the  out- 
break of  the  war  old  Blauvelt  was  keeping  a  country  store  in  Ohio,  but 
dropped  his  yard-stick  and  sugar-scoop  at  the  first  call  for  volunteers, 
fought  like  a  man  all  through  the  four  years'  contest,  was  wounded, 
and,  having  risen  to  be  a  major  of  volunteer  infantry,  he  decided  in 
'66  to  stick  to  soldiering,  for  at  that  time  it  was  easy  to  obtain  a  com- 
mission in  the  regular  service  if  a  man  had  any  Congressional  influence 
or  connections  at  all.  When  the  army  was  remodelled  by  the  drastic 
process  in  1871,  and,  as  a  firet  lieutenant,  he  was  dropped  to  the  super- 
numerary list  from  the  regiment  of  infantry  with  which  he  had  been 
serving,  Blauvelt  decided  that  he  was  now  too  old  to  begin  storekeeping 
over  again,  and  so  he  made  vigorous  effort  to  be  retaine<l  in  the  army, 
and,  together  with  a  few  other  men  who  did  not  know  a  horse  from 
a  hand-saw,  was  transferred  to  a  vacancy  in  the  cavalry,  and  there  the 
placid  old  fellow  had  been  ever  since. 

Rejoining  from  the  East  with  a  batch  of  recruits,  immediately  after 
the  arrival  of  the  regiment  from  Arizona,  Blauvelt  had  resumed  com- 
mand of  C  troop,  and  had  given  directions  that  the  tall,  gypsy-looking 
fellow,  Welsh,  who  was  one  of  the  new-comers,  should  be  put  in  charge 
of  his  horses.  Next  he  moved  those  veteran  quadrupeds  from  the 
troop-stables  to  a  little  barn  in  the  back  yard  of  his  own  quarters. 
Then  Welsh  himself  moved  his  "  kit"  from  barracks  to  a  little  room  in 
the  barn,  and  gradually  became  an  inmate  of  the  captain's  household, 
taking  his  meals  under  the  captain's  roof,  performing  no  duty  with  the 
troop,  exempted  from  the  authority  of  the  first  sergeant,  yet  spending 
all  his  leisure  moments  in  loafing  among  the  company  quarters,  where 
he  speedily  gained  the  reputation  of  being  surly  and  insolent  to  the  non- 
commissioned officers  and  a  rais^chief- maker  among  the  men.  For  a 
recruit  who  had  only  recently  enlisted,  it  was  surprising  how  much  he 
knew  about  the  ins  and  outs  of  soldier  life.  Sergeant  Wren  openly 
accused  him  of  having  been  in  service  somewhere  before,  and,  as  he 


734  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

had  no  papers  to  show,  he  must  be  either  a  deserter  or  a  "  bobtail."* 
Welsh  angrily  denied  this,  and  his  ignorance  of  sabre-drill  and  certain 
trooper  details  seemed  to  bear  him  out.  "  But  then,"  said  Wren,  "  he 
might  have  been  in  the  'dough-boys.'"  Welsh  avoided  the  troop 
quarters  for  a  while  after  this  episode,  and  was  more  civil  to  the  ser- 
geants, but  right  after  pay-day  he  again  appeared,  eager  to  try  his  luck 
in  any  game  going  on.  Then  it  transpired  that,  if  not  an  expert  with 
saddle  and  sabre,  he  was  with  the  cards,  and  the  troopers  lost  their 
money  to  him  without  exactly  understanding  how.  The  first  sergeant 
reported  these  occurrences  to  Captain  Blauvelt,  and  the  old  man  seemed 
greatly  vexed.  It  was  established  that  Welsh  had  been  neglecting  the 
horses  while  playing  his  game,  but  he  was  not  relieved  and  ordered 
back  to  duty  with  the  troop,  as  had  been  expected.  If  anything,  he  be- 
came more  insolent  in  manner  to  the  sergeants  than  before.  The  whole 
affair  seemed  unaccountable  to  the  other  men. 

One  morning  about  a  month  after  Welsh's  arrival  at  the  post, 
Lieutenant  Hearn  came  leaping  lightly  up  the  steps  to  make  an  inspec- 
tion of  the  barracks.  Corporal  Quinn,  seeing  him  approach  the  quar- 
ters, had  given  word  to  the  men,  and  those  of  them  who  were  in  shirt- 
sleeves jumped  into  their  flannel  blouses,  while  others  knocked  the 
ashes  out  of  their  pipes  and  put  them  away.  Three  or  four  were 
seated  around  a  little  table  playing  cards,  and  among  these  was  the 
gypsy  fellow  Welsh,  who  had  been  there  ever  since  guard-mount. 
These  men,  too,  sprang  to  their  bunks  and  straightened  up  some  items 
of  their  "  kits,"  but  Welsh  still  sat  at  the  table,  grumbling  at  the  inter- 
ruption to  the  game.  "  Put  up  those  cards,  Welsh,"  said  a  sergeant, 
bluntly.     "  Here  comes  the  lieutenant." 

"  What  do  I  care  ?"  was  the  surly  answer.  "  I'm  not  under  his 
orders.     He's  got  no  authority  over  me." 

"  Do  as  I  tell  you,  and  be  quick  about  it,"  was  the  reply. 

"Do  it  yourself ;  they  ain't  my 'cards.  I  didn't  put  them  there," 
answered  the  man,  with  an  ugly  gleam  in  his  black  eyes,  while  he  drew 
from  one  pocket  a  piece  of  chamois-skin  and  from  the  other  one  of  the 
captain's  big  brass  spurs.     There  was  no  time  for  further  remark. 

"  Attention  !"  came  the  order  from  the  sergeant  who  happened  to 
be  nearest  the  door,  and  the  lieutenant  entered.  Every  man  on  the 
instant  whipped  off  his  cap,  and,  facing  the  middle  of  the  long  room, 
stood  erect  at  the  foot  of  his  bunk, — every  man  except  one.  With  his 
cap  on  the  back  of  his  head,  his  matted  hair  hanging  down  over 
his  eyes,  Welsh  sat  there  at  the  table,  coolly  polishing  the  spur. 

"Get  up  there,  Welsh!"  growlecl  in  low,  stern  tones  the  first  ser- 
geant.    "Off  with  that  cap,  sir." 

For  all  answer,  Welsh  cocked  his  head  on  one  side,  and,  apparently 
unmindful  of  the  presence  of  an  officer,  became  critically  and  approv- 
ingly absorl)ed  in  studying  the  polish  which  he  was  imparting  to  the 
smooth  surface  of  the  spur. 

"Did  you  hear  that  order?  Come  to  attention,  sir  I"  repeated  the 
sergeant.     And  the  men,  astonished  at  the  breach  of  discipline,  looked 

♦  A  soldier  whose  discharge-paper  has  had  the  "  Character"  cut  off. 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  735 

curiously  at  the  recruit,  now  slowly  and  scowlingly  finding  his  feet 
He  had  not  removed  his  cap  when  the  lieutenant  stood  before  him. 

"  Why  did  you  not  rise  with  the  other  men,  Welsh  ?"  asked  Mr. 
Hearn,  in  a  quiet  and  deliberate  tone  oddly  at  variance  with  his 
usually  quick  and  snappy  manner,  and  the  young  officer  looked  straight 
into  the  soldier's  eyes  as  he  spoke. 

"  Didn't  suppose  I  had  to,"  was  the  sullen  reply. 

"Why  not?" 

"  Well,  Tactics  say  soldiers  actually  at  work  don't  have  to  rise  and 
salute  officers." 

"  And  what  work  were  you  doing?" 

"  Work  for  the  captain,— cleaning  his  spurs." 

There  was  a  strange  silence  in  the  room.  This  was  a  new  interpre- 
tation, and  for  a  recruit  decidedly  an  original  one. 

"Where  did  you  learn  that  idea,  Welsh?"  asked  the  lieutenant, 
still  calmly,  though  his  blue  eyes  began  to  dilate  in  a  way  that  indi- 
cated how  thorougiily  he  appreciated  the  man's  defiant  manner. 

"  Well,  no  matter ;  I  learned  it." 

"  You  have  had  a  very  bad  teacher,  sir.  Take  your  hand  out  of 
that  pocket !" 

An  ugly  scowl  had  settled  on  Welsh's  downcast  face.  He  had 
stuffed  the  chamois-skin  in  his  blouse  pocket,  and  still  stood  there  ill  a 
slouching  attitude,  with  his  cap  on  the  back  of  his  head.  Slowly,  in 
obedience  to  the  order,  lie  lowered  his  hand  to  the  side. 

"  Now  Uike  your  cap  off!" 

One  could  have  heard  a  pin  drop  all  over  the  big  room. 

Forty  men  stood  there  in  silence,  listening  breathlessly  to  this 
strange  and  unusual  colloquy.  Reluctantly,  yet  overawed  by  the 
steady  gaze  in  the  blue  eyes  of  the  young  officer,  Welsh's  hand  went 
up  to  the  cap,  then  tossed  it  angrily  some  distance  away.  If  he  ex- 
pected rebuke  on  that  score  it  was  not  forthcoming. 

"  Now  get  your  heels  together  and  stand  attention." 

"You've  got  no  right  to  order  me  around  like  this.  Lieutenant 
Hearn.  I'm  ou  duty  for  the  captain,  I  am, — not  for  any  second  lieu- 
tenant." 

For  an  instant  every  nerve  and  muscle  in  the  officer's  athletiq,  frame 
seemed  to  quiver.  His  blue  eyes  blazed  with  wrath,  and  his  lips  set 
firmly  under  the  blonde  moustache. 

There  was  a  moment  of  death-like  silence ;  a  gasp  or  two  among 
the  men.  Sergeant  Wren's  bronzed,  weather-beaten  face  was  a  picture 
of  amaze  and  indignation.  W^elsh  himself,  as  though  realizing  the 
insolence  of  his  language  and  dreading  the  consequences,  had  finally 
assumed  the  position  of  a  soldier, — so  far  at  least  as  his  heels  and  legs 
were  concerned  ;  but  his  head  hung  forward  and  his  eyes  glanced  fur- 
tively about  the  room  as  if  in  search  of  sympathy ;  but  there  was  not 
a  soldier  to  side  with  him. 

"  Take  that  man  under  guard,"  were  at  last  the  words  that  fell 
from  the  lieutenant's  lips. 

A  corporal  stepped  quickly  forward.  "  Come  on,  Welsh,"  he  mut- 
tered, in  no  gentle  tone,  and  led  the  scowling  trooper  from  the  room. 


736  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

The  lieutenant  calmly  finished  his  inspection  of  the  quarters,  a  red 
spot  burning  in  each  cheek,  as  he  walked  around  from  bunk  to  bunk. 
Then,  as  he  turned  away  and  lightly  descended  the  stairs.  Sergeant 
Ross's  voice  was  heard  to  say,  "  Rest !"  The  men  looked  quickly 
about  at  one  another.  Some  of  them  stretched  tlieir  arms  to  full 
lengtii  and  gave  a  long  sigh,  as  though  to  find  relief  from  the  strain. 
And  then  little  Duffy  announjed  his  opinion : 

"  By  gad,  fellers,  if  I'd  been  the  lieutenant,  I'd  have  knocked  the 
top  of  his  d d  head  off." 

The  garrison  court  which  tried  Trooper  Welsh  for  insubordinate 
conduct  had  found  him  guilty,  despite  his  statement  that  according  to 
the  Tactics  he  wasn't  required  to  get  up  and  salute,  he  being  at  work. 
The  evidence  of  the  sergeants  established  the  fact  that  he  was  playing 
cards  when  the  lieutenant  approached,  and  that  the  spur-cleaning  was 
a  transparent  sham,  introduced  for  the  occasion  and  for  evident  pur- 
pose. But  in  view  of  the  fact  that  he  claimed  to  believe  that,  as  the 
captain's  orderly,  he  was  not  under  the  lieutenant's  orders,  in  view  of 
the  fact  that  he  had  apparently  been  only  ten  months  in  service,  and 
of  the  further  fact  that  his  captain  gave  him  an  excellent  character  and 
pleaded  for  clemency  for  the  recruit,  the  court  saw  fit  to  let  him  off 
easily  with  a  fine.  Mr.  Mason,  the  adjutant,  and  Mr.  Hearn  were 
strongly  of  the  opinion  that  he  ought  to  be  returned  to  the  troop  at 
once  and  taught  his  duties  as  a  soldier.  But  the  colonel  was  away  just 
then ;  Major  Kenyon,  of  the  infantry,  was  temporarily  in  command, 
and  he  would  not  disturb  old  Blauvelt's  "striker."  Indeed,  it  seemed 
as  though  the  troop  commander  was  disposed  to  resent  Hearn's  having 
ordered  the  man  to  be  confinetl,  though  the  young  officer  was  actually 
in  command  that  day,  the  captain  being  on  sick-report.  It  is  certain, 
too,  that  Mrs.  Blauvelt  made  some  very  acrimonious  criticisms  of  the 
lieutenant's  action,  and  that  the  first  story  in  circulation  in  the  garrison 
was  by  no  means  creditable  to  either  his  tact  or  temper.  Welsh  spent 
only  two  days  in  the  guard-house  this  time,  but  his  language  during 
that  brief  incarceration  was  such  as  to  intensify  the  feeling  among  the 
men  that  he  was  no  novice  in  garrison  aflfairs.  He  was  loud  in  his 
threats  against  the  lieutenant,  and  full  of  argument  as  to  the  propriety 
of  hi^ conduct. 

"  I  was  at  work,  by  God  !  and  had  *  particular  occupation,'  to  use 
the  language  of  the  Tactics,  and  you'll  find  it  in  paragraph  797,  and  I 
wasn't  required  to  rise  and  uncover.  Look  at  it  and  you  will  see  for 
yourselves,"  he  complained. 

And  it  was  Sergeant  McKenna,  of  the  infantry,  who  retorted, — 

"  And  where  did  you — a  cavalryman — learn  the  numbers  of  the 
paragraphs  in  infantry  tactics,  Welsh  ?  And  while  you  were  about  it, 
why  didn't  you  learn  paragraph  803  as  well?  that's  the  one  that  covers 
your  case,  me  buck,  and,  begad !  if  I'd  been  there  you'd  'a'  dropped 

that  spur-r  and  got  on  your  feet  d d  quick,  or  I'd  'a'  jerked  the 

backbone  out  of  yees.  Where  did  you  learn  your  infantry  tactics, 
I  say  ?" 

And  here  Welsh  could  only  redden  with  mingled  wrath  and  con- 
fusion.    From  this  time  on  the  impression  gained  ground  that  he  was 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  737 

a  deserter  from  some  foot  regiment,  and  one  who  had  again  enlisted  in 
the  army,  but  under  an  assumed  name. 

Within  the  week  after  Captain  Blauvelt's  dejjarture  Trooper  Welsh 
was  twice  again  confined  and  brought  before  a  garrison  court.  He  had 
accompanied  the  captain's  family  to  the  train,  and,  carrying  Mrs.  Blau- 
velt's numerous  bags  and  baskets  into  the  sleeper,  was  borne  away,  ap 
parently  unavoidably.  The  conductor  Wired  back  that  he  had  safely 
landed  him  at  Barclay,  a  thriving  little  town  ten  miles  to  the  east,  and 
that  he  had  abundant  means  to  buy  his  ticket  back ;  but  he  was  gone 
forty-eight  hours,  and  at  the  expiration  of  that  time  was  dumped  in  a 
dishevelled  condition  at  the  post  by  the  town  marshal,  with  the  infor- 
mation that  if  it  had  not  been  for  the  crossed  sabres  on  his  cap  he  would 
have  had  him  in  the  county  jail  for  drunken  and  disorderly  conduct 
and  resistance  to  the  officers  of  the  law.  "  Where  does  he  get  his 
money?"  asked  that  official.  "He  smashed  about  twenty  dollars' 
worth  of  glass  windows,  and  paid  all  fines,  costs,  and  damages,  and 
yet  had  some  ten  dollars  to  spare."  The  men  in  C  troop  could  have 
told  where  he  got  his  money,  but,  as  that  was  won  in  gambling,  nothing 
was  said,  by  them,  about  it.  Welsh  was  tried  for  absence  without  leave, 
and  coolly  pleaded  that  he  had  been  carried  away  while  serving  his  cap- 
tain and  was  then  detained  by  the  civil  authorities.  Lieutenant  Hearn, 
however,  testified  that  he,  who  carried  one  of  the  children  aboard,  had 
ample  time  to  get  off,  and  that  Welsh  preceded  him  in  getting  on  the 
train.  The  town  marshal  testified  that  Welsh  was  drunk  around  the 
village  for  thirty-six  hours,  but  that  nobody  interfered  with  him  until 
his  conduct  became  so  outrageous  that  he  was  compelled  to  arrest  him. 
Welsh,  therefore,  was  sentenced  to  a  fine  of  five  dollars  and  to  ten  davs 
in  the  guard-house,  simply  for  absence  without  leave,  attending  all 
drills  and  stable-duty.  Three  days  later,  while  he  was  grooming  one 
of  Captain  Blauvelt's  horses  at  the  picket-line,  Lieutenant  Hearn's 
spirited  little  bay,  which  happened  to  be  next  him  playing  with  the 
trumpeter's  steed  across  the  line,  suddenly  switches!  around  with  his 
powerful  haunches  and  knocked  Welsh's  curry-comb  out  of  his  hand. 
The  gypsy  fellow  straightened  up,  glanced  qilickly  about  him,  saw  that 
the  lieutenant's  back  was  turned,  and  then,  with  a  vicious  gleam  in  his 
piercing  eyes,  drew  back  his  heavily-booted  right  foot  and  with  all  his 
force  kicked  the  young  bay  in  the  stomach.  Keogh  plunged  madly 
with  the  sudden  pain,  and  in  an  instant  little  Dooley,  who  was  groom- 
ing the  lieutenant's  horse,  had  thrown  down  curry-comb  and  brush  and 
smote  the  gypsy  under  the  eye,  knocking  him  up  against  the  captain's 
bulky  and  placid  charger.  In  another  instant,  too.  Sergeant  Wren 
leaped  in  and  separated  the  men,  Welsh  wild  with  fury,  Dooley  d&ncing 
about  in  a  glow  of  righteous  wrath. 

Hearing  the  noise,  the  lieutenant  sprang  to  the  scene.  "Silence, 
both  of  you  !"  he  ordered.     "  What  does  this  mean,  sergeant  ?" 

"  He  struck  me,  the  infernal  little  cur,  and  I'll  kill " 

"  Not  a  word  more  from  you,  Welsh.  What  made  you  strike  him, 
Dooley?" 

"  Look  at  Keogh's  belly,  sir,"  almost  sobbed  the  little  Irishman  in 
his  rage  and  grief.     "  See  where  he  kicked  him." 

Vol.  XLVI.— 48 


738  ^^  ARMF  PORTIA. 

Sure  enough,  there  on  the  glistening  coat  an  ugly  lump  was  rising 
and  a  jagged  groove  plainly  showed  where  the  cruel  boot  had  struck, 
while  Keogh  still  quivered  and  trembled.  For  a  moment  young  Hearn 
was  too  angry  to  trust  himself  to  speak.  He  stood  there  with  his  eyes 
fairly  blazing.     At  last  he  turned  to  the  sergeant : 

"  This  man  has  been  frequently  cautioned  never  to  strike  or  kick  a 
horse,  I  suppose  ?" 

"  Every  man  in  the  troop  has,  sir,  time  and  again." 

Hearn  slowly  turned  upon  the  scowling  soldier:  " It  would  serve 
you  but  right  if  I  kicked  you  as  you  have  kicked  that  horse.  Brutality 
of  that  kind  cannot  be  tolerated  here,  sir,  and  you  will  stand  your  trial 
for  it.     Take  him  back  to  the  guard-house,  sergeant." 

"  I  kicked  him  because  he  kicked  me,"  growled  Welsh. 
.  "It's  a  lie,  sir,"  cried  Dooley,  bursting  in.     "Sure  the  horse  was 
just  playing,  like,  and  never  touched  him  at  all." 

"  Never  mind,  Dooley  :  your  evidence  will  be  called  for  when  it  is 
wanted." 

"  By  God  !  if  I'm  to  be  punished  for  hitting  a  horse,  what's  to  be 
done  with  him  for  striking  a  man,  I  want  to  know?"  exclaimed  Welsh, 
as  with  a  curse  he  hurled  his  curry-comb  to  the  ground. 

"  Come  on,  you  blackguard,"  muttered  Sergeant  Wren,  as  he  col- 
lared the  man.  "  You  can  thank  God  I  didn't  see  you  do  it.  I'd 
I'arn  you  never  to  kick  a  horse." 

It  was  this  affair  which  led  to  Welsh's  third  court-martial  in  less 
than  a  month.  And  it  was  Welsh  now  whom  Colonel  Morris  believed 
to  have  been  the  assailant  of  Corporal  Brent  the  night  before,  and  the 
instigator,  as  well,  of  more  or  less  of  the  mischief  that  had  been  going 
on.  It  was  Welsh  whom  Mr.  Hearn  more  than  iialf  susj^ected.  It 
was  Welsh  whom  Sergeant  Wren  himself  had  openly  accused  when  the 
troop  came  back  from  stables  Sunday  morning.  But  when  Wren  was 
called  into  the  colonel's  presence  at  the  office,  and  asked  what  he  knew, 
he  was  compelled  to  say  it  could  not  have  been  Welsh  at  all. 

"What  are  your  reasons,  sergeant  ?"  asked  the  colonel.  And  the 
eyes  of  the  group  of  officers  were  fixed  on  the  veteran  trooper  who 
stood  so  sturdily  and  respectfully  before  them. 

"  Because  I  went  through  the  quarters  just  after  tattoo  last  night  to 
see  how  the  men  had  been  cleaning  up  for  to-day.  Their  boots  had  all 
been  carefully  blacked,  except  the  stable- boots,  and  set  at  the  foot  of  the 
bunks,  and  their  blouses  and  trousei'S,  except  the  ones  they  had  on,  were 
brushed  and  folded  on  their  boxes.  I  took  particular  note  of  Welsh's, 
for  he  was  stubborn  about  cleaning  his  things;  and  about  Goss's,  too, 
for  Gt)ss  has  been  surly  ever  since  he  was  made  to  drill  and  attend  in- 
spection. Sergeant  Ross  says  no  man  passed  through  the  door  before 
he  went  to  sleep ;  but  any  man  who  wanted  to  could  slip  out  of  a  win- 
dow in  his  stocking-feet  and  go  down  the  rear  stairway,  and  then  run 
down  to  Mulligan's  place  just  outside  the  reservation  and  get  what  liquor 
he  wanted,  and  come  back  the  same  way.  I  was  one  of  the  first,  sir, 
to  get  dressed  to  go  out  after  Corporal  Brent  was  hurt.  The  other  cor- 
poral of  the  guard  came  into  ray  room  to  get  my  lantern,  and  just  as 
soon  as  they  had  carried  Brent  to  the  hospital  I  ran  up-stairs  and  made 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  739 

an  inspection.  Welsh  was  there  in  his  bunk,  undressed,  and  apparently 
asleep.  His  boots  and  clothes  hadn't  been  touched.  Goss  was  in  his 
underclothing,  half  awake.  There  were  his  boots  covered  with  dust, 
and  in  places  still  damp  with  dew.  There  were  the  trousers  that  had 
been  folded,  lying  loosely  across  the  box.  Goss  swore  that  he  hadn't 
been  out  at  all,  but  I  pointed  to  his  boots  and  trousers,  and  when  the 
man  started  up,  as  though  in  surprise,  to  look  at  them,  a  pint-flask  half 
filled  with  whiskey  vslid  from  under  his  pillow."  But  this  was  not 
all,  said  Wren.  Scanlan  and  Murphy  had  admitted  being  joined  by  a 
trooper  as  they  came  up  past  the  stables.  He  joined  them  again  after 
they  had  reported  at  the  guard-house,  a  trifle  late,  had  given  them  a 
drink  of  whiskey  from  his  flask,  told  them  the  coast  was  clear  and  they 
might  just  as  well  slip  through  the  gate  and  run  across  the  parade: 
what  was  the  odds,  so  long  as  no  one  knew  it?  But  the  instant  they 
heard  Corporal  Brent's  voice,  they  started  and  ran  until  behind  the 
officers'  quarters,  and  then  they  noted  that  their  cavalry  acquaintance 
had  stayed  behind.  They  did  not  know  his  name  at  all, — could  not 
describe  him,  for  it  was  too  dark:  all  they  knew  was  that  he  was  tall 
and  had  a  thick,  bushy  beard.  Welsh's  face,  except  the  black  mous- 
tache, was  always  clean  shaved :  not  so,  however,  with  Goss.  He  wore 
a  full  beard. 

At  noon  on  Sunday,  therefore.  Trooper  Goss  was  behind  the  bars, 
awaiting  the  result  of  Corporal  Brent's  injuries.  When  searched  at  the 
guard-house,  and  his  pockets  were  turned  inside  out,  the  corporal  of  the 
guard  began  to  sneeze;  and  then  it  was  discovered  that  some  tiny, 
tawny-colored  particles  sticking  about  the  seam  were  grains  of  Cayenne 
pepper,  a  small  packet  of  which,  half  empty,  was  found  lying  in  the 
road-way,  midway  between  the  quarters  and  the  southwest  gate. 


III. 

It  was  a  lovely  May  morning,  and  a  warm  south  wind  was  blow- 
ing through  the  open  windows  of  Captain  Lane's  cosey  quarters  and 
billowing  the  dainty  curtains  of  the  breakfast-room.  Down  in  the 
westward  valley,  close  under  the  bluffs,  a  white  mist  was  creeping  up- 
ward from  the  shallows  of  the  stream,  and  here  and  there  among  the 
furrows  of  the  company  gardens,  and  along  the  railway-embankment, 
little  wisps  of  fog  hovered  over  the  soaking  earth.  It  had  rained  in 
torrents  during  the  night, 'but  Nature  emerged  from  her  bath  glowing 
in  the  rays  of  a  sunrise  that  the  officer  of  the  day  pronounced  simply 
gorgeous,  as  he  turned  out  for  reveille.  A  man  less  joyous-hearted  than 
Captain  Lane  might  have  found  much  to  delight  him  in  such  a  radiant 
morning.  But  those  sunrises  were  old  stories  to  this  particular  trooper, 
and  though  there  was  hardly  a  State  or  Territory  west  of  the  Missouri 
in  which  he  had  not  turned  out  with  the  lark  and  welcomed  in  the 
new-born  day,  he  seemed  just  as  keen  a  worshipper  of  the  sun-god  as  in 
the  buoyancy  of  his  boyish  days,  when,  nearly  a  score  of  years  before, 
he  had  first  joined  the  Eleventh  Cavalry.  He  was  a  man  honored  and 
esteemed  in  his  profession.  He  was  well-to-do  in  the  world,  thanks  to 
the  prudence  and  frugality  of  his  subaltern  days.     He  had  hardly  a 


740  ^-^  ARMF  PORTIA. 

care  in  the  world.  He  had  charming  quarters,  had  a  charnjing  station, 
and  he  was  wedded  only  during  the  year  before  to  a  woman  whom  he 
devotedly  loved,  and  who  believed  that  the  world  had  never  contained 
a  man  so  true  and  tender  and  noble  as  he.  A  very  lovely  woman  was 
Mrs.  Lane,  and  a  very  sweet  and  winning  hostess  she  made  when  doing 
the  honors  of  her  army  home.  There  were  those,  to  be  sure,  who  could 
detect  a  species  of  nervousness  and  a  vague  anxiety  in  her  manner  at 
times,  and  there  were  people — there  always  are,  worse  luck  ! — who 
could  not  quite  forgive  her  her  present  happiness,  or  excuse  it  in  her 
that,  after  having  been  wooed  and  won  by,  and  wedded  to,  the  Adonis 
of  the  regiment  some  few  years  before,  she  had  again  wedded,  and  this 
time  the  most  eligible  bachelor  in  the  command,  not  much  more  than 
two  years  after  the  not  untimely  taking  off  of  her  first  husband.  "  No 
woman  ought  to  be  allowed  more  than  one  choice  out  of  a  regiment," 
was  the  half-laughing,  half-rueful  remark  of  some  of  the  army  wives 
who  had  sisters  yet  unchosen.  They  thought  Mrs.  Lane  had  rather 
too  much  good  luck,  despite  the  fact,  now  well  and  generally  known, 
that  her  first  marriage  was  a  brief  story  of  sudden  disenchantment,  of 
woe  and  wretchedness,  of  shame  and  sorrow  unspeakable.  Except 
among  the  women,  the  name  of  her  first  husband  was  rarely  spoken  in 
the  Eleventh ;  but,  unworthy  though  he  was,  there  were  not  lacking 
censors  of  her  own  sex  to  point  out  time  and  again  how  impossible  it 
would  have  been  for  them,  had  they  lost  a  husband  in  the  army,  ever 
to  think  of  taking  another  in  the  same  regiment,  especially  when  it  was 
known  that  No.  2  had  been  in  love  with  her  before  she  met  the  original 
conqueror  of  her  maiden  heart.  That  these  remarks  should  in  various 
forms  come  eventually  to  her  ears  one  can  hardly  doubt;  and  that  a 
cloud  should  at  times  overspread  the  tranquil  sky  of  her  sweet  home 
life,  no  one  who  knew  Mabel  Vincent  in  her  school-days  could  fail  to 
understand.  No  one  at  the  post,  except  her  own  loyal  husband,  dreamed 
of  the  tears  she  shed  over  remarks  that,  wilfully  or  witlessly,  were 
repeated  to  her.  He  strove  earnestly  to  soothe  and  comfort  her.  He 
redoubled  his  devoted  and  thoughtful  attentions.  Women  at  the  fort 
simply  raved  over  the  lover-like  ways  of  Captain  Lane  to  his  own  wife, 
and  never  tired  of  pointing  out  to  their  respective  lords  and  masters 
how  tender  and  watchful  he  was.  What  charming  little  presents  he 
was  always  bringing  her!  "  Where  did  he  get  such  exquisite  violets, 
— such  lovely  carnations?"  "Did  you  ever  see  anything  sweeter  than 
that  locket  he  gave  her  last  week  ?  It  was  an  anniversary  of  some 
kind.  She  blushed  when  I  asked  her,  but  wouldn't  tell  what.  tHe's 
always  finding  excuses  for  giving  her  something,"  etc.  And  finally 
some  of  his  brother  Benedicks  had  come  to  him  with  gloomy  faces  to 
say  that  if  he  didn't  "  let  up  on  this  sort  of  thing"  they  would  have  to 
quit  the  regiment  and  the  service :  life  was  getting  to  be  all  one  in- 
vidious comparison  between  his  loveliness  as  a  husband  and  their  own 
individual  shortcomings  in  that  capacity. 

Several  months  had  been  spent  abroad  by  Captain  and  Mrs.  Lane 
after  the  quiet  wedding  which  united  them,  and  then,  joining  the  regi- 
ment at  the  fort  on  its  return  from  the  Arizona  tour,  they  speedily 
settled  in  their  army  home.     For  a  while  the  delights  of  fitting  up  the 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  741 

quarters  with  all  the  beautiful  rugs,  curtains,  pictures,  books,  and  brio- 
d,-brac  they  had  brought  from  the  East  kept  Mrs.  Lane  so  busily  occu- 
pied that  she  had  no  time  to  think  of  possible  criticisms.  But  it  was 
not  long  before  the  captain  saw  that  the  cloud  he  dreaded  was  settling 
on  her  sweet  and  winsome  face.  He  did  not  need  to  ask  what  had 
been  said  to  her :  he  could  conjecture  what  that  was  full  well. 

Taking  her  to  his  strong  heart,  he  had  kissed  away  the  brimming 
tears,  saying,  "Something  has  been  said  to  worry  and  annoy  you,  dear 
one.  I  do  not  ask  you  to  tell  me ;  but  remember  what  I  have  always 
said  :  in  nine  cases  out  of  ten,  remarks  about  people  sound  very  differ- 
ently when  repeated  by  women — and  by  a  good  many  men,  too — than 
when  originally  spoken." 

Long  years  of  garrison  life  had  taught  him  that  in  the  almost  end- 
less little  tiffs  and  jealousies  among  the  women,  and  the  occasional 
misunderstandings  among  the  men,  people  rushed  to  confide  their  side 
of  the  story  and  }X)ur  forth  their  grievances  into  the  ears  of  next-door 
neighbors,  with  whom,  as  likely  as  not,  they  became  in  turn  embroiled 
within  the  year,  while  the  quarrel  with  the  original  object  of  their 
wrath  had  been  long  since  forgotten.  His  own  policy  had  been  to  give 
every  man  his  ear,  but  none  his  voice,  when  personal  matters  were 
under  discussion.  But  he  knew  well  that  it  would  be  expecting  too 
much  of  most  women  that  they  should  simply  listen  and  not  tell. 
There  were  admirable  and  truthful  wives  and  mothers  in  the  little 
coterie,  whose  friendship  he  could  have  coveted  for  his  wife;  but  one 
of  the  odd  features  of  frontier  life  is  that  the  impulsive  rush  for  the 
intimate  friendship  of  the  newly-arrived  army  bride  is  generally  made 
by  those  who  are  most  apt  to  betray  her  confidence  when  won,  and  to 
give  her  unfavorable  impressions,  "  absolutely  without  having  said  one 
word  against  them,"  of  the  very  ones  whose  stability  of  character 
makes  them  most  desirable  as  friends  and  neighbors.  Lane  noted  that 
the  women  he  most  liked  and  respected  were  the  ones  whom  she  was 
making  visible  efforts  to  regard  as  he  did.  Perhaps  had  he  painted 
them  in  less  glowing  colors  before  she  had  seen  for  hereelf,  a  very 
different  result  might  have  been  reached ;  for  if  a  man  really  wants 
his  wife  to  like  another  woman  whom  she  has  not  yet  met,  tlie  less  he 
says  of  her  perfections  the  better.  Wisely  Lane  made  no  attempt  to 
control  her  opinions,  but,  as  his  duties  kept  him  away  from  the  house 
much  of  the  day,  and  as  there  was  every  prospect  of  the  entire  battalion 
being  sent  on  a  long  practice-march  during  the  summer,  he  was  a  trifle 
at  a  1^  what  companionship  to  provide  for  her  during  the  inevitable 
separation.  It  was  with  genuine  rejoicing,  therefore,  that  be  read  one 
day  soon  after  their  arrival  a  letter  from  her  brother  which  she  silently 
handed  him,  and  then  sat  watching  his  face  as  he  conned  its  three 
pages. 

The  captain  finally  laid  it  down  and  looked  across  the  tablcj  a  kind 
light  in  his  gray  eyes.  "  You  want  to  do  something  for  her,  don't 
you,  Mabel  ?"  he  smilingly  asked. 

"  Indeed,  Fred,  I  wish  I  could.  She  has  had  such  hard  fortune, 
and  she  is  such  a  true  girl.  It  is  cruel  to  think  of  her  now  without  a 
home,  and,  as  Regy  says,  without  a  chance  of  employment.     I  know 


742  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

the  Woodrows  would  have  been  so  glad  to  take  her  abroad  with  them 
as  companion,  but  it's  too  late  for  that." 

"  Regy  doesn't  say  why  she  left  Mrs.  Withers,  but  I  fancy  I  can 
conjecture,"  said  Lane.  "  It  was  there  I  first  met  her,  at  a  dinner- 
party one  evening, — when  I  wanted  to  be  with  you." 

"  And  yet  were  abundantly  consoled,  as  I  have  heard  you  say  more 
than  once,  sir.  Oh,  she  has  told  me  all  about  it,  too.  Indeed,  if  I 
weren't  disposed  to  be  mortally  jealous  of  her  wit  and  wisdom,  do  you 
know  what  I'd  do?" 

"How  can  I  divine,  your  ladyship?"  asks  Lane,  his  eyes  twin- 
kling. 

"  I'd  write  and  bid  her  come  here  to  us,  and  I'd  marry  her  to  the 
nicest  fellow  in  the  Eleventh  forthwith.  Oh,  you  shouldn't  see  any- 
thing of  her,  sir.  I'd  take  good  care  of  that.  But,"  with  sudden 
change  of  tone  and  manner,  "  wouldn't  it  be  lovely,  Fred  ?" 

"  Wouldn't  what  be  lovely  ?"  this  profound  dissembler  asks,  though 
he  knows  exactly  what  she  is  thinking. 

"  Why,  to  have  her  come  and  live  with  us  and  marry  in  the 
regiment."  , 

"  She  isn't  very  pretty,"  said  the  captain,  doubtfully,  but  with  the 
tact  of  a  Talleyrand.  "  The  boys  might  not  admire  her  when  Mrs. 
Lane  was  alongside." 

"  Now,  Fred  !"  exclaims  Mistress  Mabel,  provoked  and  pleased  at 
once.     "  You  know  her  eyes  are  glorious." 

"  Hum  !     Passably — when  animated." 

"  When  isnH  she  animated  ?  She  always  enters  into  everything  so 
heartily.  She's  so  full  of  fun  and  life.  Why,  she  would  make  the 
ideal  army  wife,  Fred.     That  girl  can  do  anything." 

"Then  why  condemn  her  to  marrying  in  the  army,  Mabel?" 

But  this  question  Madame  declines  to  answer.  She  comes  quickly 
around  the  table,  and,  with  her  arms  about  his  neck,  nestles  her  soft 
cheek  against  his  bronzed  and  weather-beaten  jowl,  burrows  under  the 
heavy  moustache  with  her  rosy  lips,  and  kisses  him  lovingly. 

"Say  I  may,  Fred,"  she  whispers,  coaxingly. 

"You  may,  a  dozen  times  over.  I  think  I  rather  like  it,"  he 
laughs,  his  eyes  beaming  with  delight. 

"  You  stupid  boy  !"  She  is  shaking  him  now.  "  Say  I  may  write 
and  tell  her  to  come  right  away.  Reginald  can  bring  her  as  far  as 
Kansas  City  as  well  as  not." 

"  She'll  spoil  our  tete-^-me^."  • 

"She  won't.  She'll  be  having  her  own  before  she  is  here  a  week. 
Besides,  you're  getting  tired  of  them  already."  She  says  this,  of 
course,  to  be  contradicted,  and  is  promptly  gratified. 

The  trumi^t  is  sounding  "  first  call,"  and  the  captain  is  compelled 
to  go.  "Do  as  you  like,  my  darling,"  he  gladly  answers.  "  Any 
friend  of  yours  is  welcome;  and — I  think  you  might  tell  her  that 
passes  from  St.  Louis  will  be  forthcoming." 

And  now,  barely  two  weeks  later,  Georgia  Marshall,  for  the  second 
time  in  her  life,  finds  herself  an  inmate  of  an  army  garrison  and  living 
a  blithe  and  restful  life  after  years  of  thankless  toil.     She  was  not 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  743 

originally  one  of  Mrs.  Lane's  intimates  in  the  home  of  their  girlhood. 
They  had  known  each  other  as  children,  had  gone  to  dancing-school 
together,  but  Mabel  Vincent's  "  set"  was  made  up  mainly  from  the 
young  people  whose  parents  were  wealthy,  and  Miss  Marshall's  father 
had  had  to  struggle  hard  for  the  wherewithal  to  "  keep  the  wolf  from 
the  door."  She  was  only  seventeen  when  compelled  to  shift  for  her- 
self. Her  mother  had  been  taken  from  her  years  before.  She  had 
been  a  loving  and  devoted  daughter  to  her  sad-faced  father,  and  had 
comforted  and  blessed  the  humble  home  to  which  he  had  been  forced 
to  retire  after  some  disaster  which  involved  all  his  savings.  And  here 
she  worked  and  studied ;  and  here  she  gave  herself  up  to  the  task  of 
cheering  his  declining  years  until  the  feeble  thread  of  his  weary  life 
snapped  suddenly  asunder  and  she  was  alone.  For  a  few  months  she 
found  a  home  in  the  army  in  the  household  of  a  relative  stationed  at 
the  barracks  near  at  hand.  But,  being  determined  to  launch  out  for 
herself,  she  had  sought  the  position  of  teacher  to  the  younger  children 
of  a  wealthy  manufacturer  and  of  companion  to  his  wife.  This  she 
had  held  for  a  few  years,  sorely  tried  at  times,  yet  never  complaining. 
She  had  ample  opportunity,  at  least,  to  read,  to  study,  and  to  estimate 
character.  Indeed,  it  was  her  keen  perceptions  that  brought  about  the 
final  rupture  between  herself  and  the  wife  of  her  employer,  herself  a 
distant  connection.  It  was  in  the  days  of  an  early  widowhood  that 
Mrs.  Lane  found  herself  so  frequently  in  Miss  Marshall's  company. 
During  the  winter  the  young  widow  had  spent  in  the  South  her 
mother's  health  was  failing,  and  between  the  invalid  and  Miss  Mar- 
shall there  had  sprung  up  a  friendship  and  intimacy  for  which  the 
daughter  at  the  time  could  hardly  account.  But  when  letter  after 
letter  came,  telling  how  the  girl  managed  to  run  over  almost  every  day 
and  spend  an  hour  or  two  reading  aloud,  and  then  when  Mrs.  Vincent 
began  to  intrust  much  of  her  correspondence  to  these  willing  hands, 
Mabel  had  learned  to  understand  how  unselfish  was  her  devotion ;  and 
after  her  mother's  death  there  arose  between  these  two  young  women — 
the  one  widowed,  yet  cherishing  a  new-born  love,  the  other  a  wage- 
worker  and  fancy  free — a  firm  friendship  which  gained  strength  with 
every  month.  It  was  to  Georgia  Marshall  that  Mabel,  sobbing  with 
emotion,  had  first  confided  the  news  of  her  engagement  to  Captain 
Lane,  and  was  amazed,  yet  rejoiced,  at  the  fervor  with  which  her  friend 
had  received  the  tidings.  "  At  last !"  she  cried.  "  Oh,  I  am  so  thank- 
ful !     He  has  loved  you  so  truly, — so  long !" 

And  so,  when  from  brother  Reginald's  letter  Mrs.  Lane  read  the 
story  of  Georgia  Marshall's  final  difference  with  her  employers,  no 
time  was  lost  in  demanding  that  she  should  come  to  their  army  home 
for  what  Mabel  termed  a  good  long  rest.  She  was  determined  that 
Georgia  should  have  just  as  good  a  time,  just  as  much  attention,  just 
as  many  devotees,  as  any  girl  that  ever  turned  the  heads  of  the  bache- 
lors of  the  Eleventh.  For  the  week  preceding  the  young  lady's  arrival 
she  had  been  impulsively  prepai'iug  the  young  fellows  for  Georgia's 
coming  and  sounding  her  praises  to  many  a  listening  ear.  Who  would 
not  listen  to  those  pretty  lips?  And  therefore  there  was  distinct  sense 
of  disappointment  among  the  subalterns  when  that  much-lauded  damsel 


744  -  ^^  ARMV  PORTIA. 

stepped  from  the  train  at  the  little  station  and  was  rapturously  enfolded 
to  Mabel's  heart.  Jim  Wallace,  who  was  Hearn's  especial  chum,  and 
"  Lazy"  Lee,  declared  that  the  new  arrival  was  plain  as  a  pipe-stem, 
except  that  her  hands  and  feet  were  particularly  slender  and  shapely. 
And  Mr.  Martin,  something  of  a  connoisseur,  declared  that  her  eyes 
were  the  only  redeeming  feature  of  her  face.  But  these  gentlemen  had 
seen  her  only  at  the  station  the  afternoon  of  her- arrival  after  a  dusty 
ride ;  and  Hearn  himself,  being  officer  of  the  guard,  was  not  presented 
until  the  following  day.  That  evening,  however,  he  Mas  her  escort  to 
the  little  gathering  at  the  colonel's,  and  was  far  from  content  that  she 
did  not  second  the  cordial  invitation  extended  by  Captain  and  Mrs. 
Lane  to  come  in  and  chat  awhile. 

But  now,  three  days  after  her  advent,  as  she  comes  down  to  the 
pretty  breakfast-room,  drinking  in  the  soft  balmy  air  that  floats  through 
the  open  window,  Georgia  Marshall's  face  is  by  no  means  plain.  Her 
eyes  are  deep,  dark,  full  of  intelligence  and  life.  Her  mouth  is  large, 
but  the  teeth  are  pearly  white  and  beautifully  regular.  The  instant 
she  speaks  or  smiles  there  is  transfiguration  in  her  looks,  and  her  man- 
ner is  all  unaffected  grace  and  gladness.  Mabel  raises  her  sweet  face 
to  meet  the  warm  good-morning  kiss.  The  captain  lays  down  the 
letter  he  is  conning  over,  and  the  perplexed  expression  vanishes,  as  he 
cordially  greets  her : 

"  Well,  and  how  did  the  heroine  of  Fort  Ryan  rest  last  night  ?" 
For  every  one,  it  seems,  is  talking  of  her  pluck  and  promptitude, — 
of  the  oddity  of  the  thing  that  she,  a  new  arrival,  should  have  been  the 
only  one  to  hear  the  brief  colloquy  between  that  unknown  ruffian  and 
the  corporal  of  the  guard,  that  she  should  have  been  the  first  to  reach 
and  succor  the  still  senseless  soldier,  Brent. 


IV. 

Out  along  the  grassy  slopes  the  liveliest  of  trumpet-calls  were  ring- 
ing. Long  lines  of  mounted  skirmishers  were  advancing  in  mimic 
attack  against  the  bluffs  to  the  north  of  the  wide  valley.  Assembly 
and  deploy,  rally  and  charge,  followed  each  other  in  quick  succession, 
and  the  piff-paff  of  carbines  far  out  on  the  eastern  flank  was  answered 
by  sweeping  dash  of  whirling  sabres  and  thunder  of  galloping  hoofs. 
Here  and  there  the  bright  hues  of  the  guidons  lent  color  to  the  sombre 
effect  of  service  dress  and  treeless  prairie.  And  along  the  bold  crests 
that  spanned  the  northern  sky-line  groups  of  gayly-attired  spectators, 
where  parasol  and  fan,  scarf  and  handkerchief,  seemed  fluttering  in 
constant  motion,  watched  the  busy  scene  on  the  flats  below.  Several 
buggies  and  carry-alls  had  driven  out  from  the  neighboring  town; 
three  or  four  ambulances  and  Concord  wagons  were  present  from  the 
post  itself;  and  one  light  open  barouche,  drawn  by  two  stylish  bays  and 
driven  by  a  dignified  negro,  was  evidently  a  centre  of  attraction  for 
many  eyes.  Herein  were  seated  Mrs.  Lane  and  her  guest,  Miss  Mar- 
shall, with  their  near  neighbors,  the  wife  and  sister  of  Mr.  Wharton, 
first  lieutenant  of  Lane's  troop.  Several  ladies  from  the  fort  had 
alighted  from  their  various  vehicles  and  were  gathered  in  lively  con- 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  745 

versation  about  the  barouche.  Others,  seated  along  the  crest,  were 
watching  the  evolutions,  and  commenting,  as  is  their  wont,  on  the 
horsemanship  or  voice  of  this  officer  or  that.  Every  now  and  then 
some  town  buggy  would  drive  close  beside  the  one  stylish-looking 
carriage,  and  its  occupants  would  gaze  with  much  curiosity  upon  the 
party  therein.  As  a  rule,  these  gazers  were  women,  possibly  friends 
of  some  of  the  post  people,  and  this  was  not  a  matter  to  be  much  ob- 
jected to.  But  one  buggy,  drawn  by  a  gray  horse,  contained  two  men 
whose  appearance  Miss  Marshall's  keen  eyes  had  noted  as  they  passed 
the  first  time  and  closely  scrutinized  as  they  came  down  the  next.  One 
was  flashy  in  dress ;  both  were  loud  in  their  talk  and  swaggering  in 
manner;  both  were  smoking  cigars  of  questionable  origin,  and  one  of 
them  had  the  unmistakable  cut  of  the  German  Jew.  Any  one  could 
"place"  him,  even  had  he  maintained  silence,  while,  on  the  other  hand, 
his  coarse  tones  would  in  the  blackest  darkness  have  proclaimed  his 
class.  Both  times  they  paased  they  stared  boldly  at  the  occupants  of 
the  carriage  and  critically  inspected  the  team  and  appointments, — the 
second  time  driving  close  alongside  and  perceptibly  slackening  up  to 
hav«  a  better  look.  Mrs.  Lane  flushed  under  such  bold  scrutiny,  and 
the  other  ladies  looked  embarrassed  and  annoyed. 

"  Ugh !  those  horrid  men  !"  spoke  Mrs.  Morris,  the  colonel's  wife, 
who  drove  up  just  in  time  to  catch  a  whiff"  of  malodorous  smoke. 
"  Who  are  they  ?  and  what  are  they  doing  here  ?" 

"One  is  a  Mr.  Schonberg,"  answered  Mrs.  Brodie,  of  the  infantry. 
"  He  used  to  l)e  a  clerk  here  at  the  post  trader's  several  years  ago,  I  am 
told  ;  but  he  has  his  own  store  in  town  now,  and  they  say  he's  an  awful 
cheat;  no  one  will  deal  with  him, — from  the  post  at  least.  I  don't 
know  the  other  man  at  all.     He  is  a  stranger." 

"  They  are  particularly  rude  in  niahner,  it  seems  to  me,"  said  Mrs. 
Morris.  "  I  wish  the  colonel  would  keep  such  people  away  from  the 
reservation."  • 

"  That  man  likes  to  be  impudent.  Captain  Brodie  says.  He  was 
put  off"  the  i*eservation  some  years  ago  and  ordered  never  to  come  on 
again.  He  was  caught  smuggling  liquor  to  the  men,  and  had  been  for 
months  lending  them  money  at  scandalous  interest,  and  everyone  knew, 
and  knows  now,  that  he  has  the  worst  kind  of  influence  on  them.  In- 
deed, Mrs.  Morris,  I  wish  the  colonel  would  keep  him  out,  although  I 
suppose  some  of  the  men — the  most  vicious  among  them — would  go  to 
his  place  in  town  whenever  they  wanted  money  or  liquor.  He  prob- 
ably ventures  out  here  because  the  Eleventh  has  just  come  to  the  gar- 
rison and  he  supposes  Colonel  Morris  to  be  in  ignorance  of  his  character 
and  of  the  orders  that  had  been  given  by  his  predecessor.  Major  Kenyon 
knows  him  well  enough ;  and  the  colonel  of  the  — th  Cavalry  gave 
strict  orders  that  he  should  not  be  allowed  even  to  cross  the  bridge. 
But  then  none  of  your  regiment  know  him,  I  suppose." 

"  Mr.  Hearn  knows  him,  Mrs.  Brodie,"  promptly  spoke  a  young 
lady  who  wore  not  inconspicuously  the  gold  crossed  rifles  of  the  in- 
fantry. 

"  Why,  how  can  that  be,  when  he  has  been  here  no  longer  than  the 
other  officers  of  the  Eleventh  ?"  was  the  immediate  reply. 


74t>  AN  ARMF  PORTIA. 

"  He  was  stationed  here  the  winter  following  his  graduation.  He 
was  still  an  additional  second  lieutenant  then.  You  remember  he  did 
not  get  his  promotion  to  the  Eleventh  until  nearly  a  year  after  he  left 
the  Point.  At  least  that  is  what  Mr.  McDonough  says."  And,  Mr. 
McDonough  being  the  owner  of  the  crossed  rifles,  the  damsel  blushes 
becomingly. 

"  Oh,  I  remember,"  answered  Mrs.  Morris.  "  Mr.  Hearn  told  us 
he  had  been  stationed  here  for  one  winter ;  but  he  didn't  seem  to  like 
it  much  then." 

"Wasn't  Mr.  Hearn  a  little  wild  in  those  days?"  inquired  Mrs. 
Brodie.  "  It  seems  to  me  I  have  heard  as  much  from  some  of  the 
towns-people.  You've  no  idea  what  gossips  they  are.  Why,  I've 
learned  ever  so  much  about  your  predecessors,  the  — th,  that  I  never 
dreamed  of  before  they  left.  A  good  deal  about  Mr.  Hearn,  too." 
And  the  lady  looks  tentatively  at  Mrs.  Lane,  as  though  inviting  further 
question.  But,  glancing  an  instant  from  that  young  matron's  flushing 
face,  she  finds  Miss  Marshall's  big  dark  eyes  fixed  upon  her  with  a 
scrutinizing,  penetrating  expression  that  in  some  way  disheartens  her. 
"  I  beg  pardon,  though,"  she  hastens  to  say  :  "  I  think  I  have  heard 
Mr.  Hearn  and  Captain  Lane  were  particular  friends.  Of  course  all 
this  happened  long  ago,  and  he  has  probably  outlived  his  youthful 
propensities." 

"  I  never  heard  of  Mr.  Hearn  as  anything  but  a  most  dutiful  and 
excellent  officer,"  said  Mrs.  Lane,  quietly.  "Captain  Lane  is  very 
fond  of  him." 

"  Certainly,  if  he  had  been  a  dissipated  man,  or  a  gambler,  or — any- 
thing else,"  says  Mrs.  Morris,  with  proper  spirit,  "  my  husband  would 
have  been  apt  to  know  it ;  but "  • 

"Oh,  it  wasn't  that,"  interposed  Mrs.  Brodie.  And  just  at  this 
instant  three  or  four  officers  came  cantering  up  the  slope,  taking  ad- 
vantage of  a  brief  rest  to  pay  their  devoirs  to  t\^  fair  spectators. 

Miss  Marshall  noted  that,  as  this  group  approached,  the  buggy  with 
its  objectionable  occupants  drove  slowly  away  in  the  direction  of  the 
fort.  Half  an  hour  later,  as  they  were  bowling  rapidly  homeward 
over  the  hard  prairie  road,  they  came  upon  the  infantry  battalion,  also 
skirmishing.  Everybody  but  the  guard  seemed  out  at  drill,  and  the 
post  was  ]>ractically  deserted.  Entering  the  garrison  limits,  Cassius, 
the  colored  coachman,  guided  his  bays  down  the  slope  between  the 
guard-house  and  the  post  trader's  store  and  then  up  the  incline  to  the 
southwest  gate,  preferring  this  road  to  going  along  the  garrison  in  front 
of  the  barracks  of  the  men.  The  ladies  were  chatting  blithely,  but 
both  Miss  Marshall  and  Miss  Wharton  noted  that  the  buggy  with  the 
gray  horse  was  halted  at  the  store  railing,  and  at  the  door  stood  the 
two  men  in  civilian  dress  and  a  third  in  the  undress  uniform  of  the 
cavalry.  All  three  stared  intently  at  the  occupants  of  the  barouche 
with  that  singular  expression  of  mingled  impudence  and  familiarity 
which  is  80  marked  a  characteristic  of  the  street  loafers  always  hanging 
about  the  corners  of  certain  thoroughfares  of  our  Western  cities  where 
the  police  are  not  yet  instructed  in  those  rules  of  civilization  which  re- 
quire such  parties  to  be  moving  on.     As  the  ladies  were  whirled  by, 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  747 

Mr.  Schouberg  was  seen  to  wink  expressively,  and  the  soldier,  a  dark- 
faced,  beetle-browed  fellow,  with  his  hands  in  his  pockets,  looked  after 
them  and  grinned. 

"  How  annoyed  Mr.  Hearn  would  be,"  said  Miss  Wharton,  "  if  he 
could  have  seen  that  performance !" 

"What  do  you  mean,  Lncy?  Those  horrid  men  again?"  asked 
her  sjster,  who,  being  on  the  back  seat  with  Mrs.  Lane,  had  not  seen 
the  soldier's  face  after  they  passed  him  by. 

"The  men  are  impertinent,  certainly;  one  expects  nothing  better 
of  that  class  of  people ;  but  all  the  soldiers  are  so  respectful  and  cour- 
teous to  our  ladies,  generally,  it  is  a  pleasure  to  meet  them.  Haven't 
you  noticed  how  different  they  are  from — well,  from  that  one,  Miss 
Marshall?" 

"  Yes,  indeed,  not  only  here,  but  in  the  old  artillery  barracks  where 
I  once  visited.  I  am  sure  Mrs.  Curtis,  my  cousin,  knew  the  name  of 
every  man  in  the  two  batteries,  and  always  had  a  pleasant  word  for 
them  when  we  met.  They  always  took  off  their  caps,  though  some  of 
the  old  sergeants,  to  be  sure,  saluted  just  as  they  would  to  an  officer. 
This  man  was  a  contrast  to  the  general  rule." 

"Perhaps  he  is  not  of  our  regiment,"  suggested  Mrs.  Lane,  "and 
does  not  know  the  ladies." 

"  Unluckily  he  is  of  '  ours,' "  said  Mrs.  Wharton.  "  That  is  Welsh, 
of  C  troop,  and  he  was  Captain  Blauvelt's  *  striker.'  Mr.  Wharton 
says  he  is  a  bad  character,  and  that  there  was  something  very  strange 
about  the  way  the  captain  kept  him  by  him  all  the  time  he  was  here. 
Why  isn't  he  at  drill,  I  wonder?" 

"  Possibly  he's  on  guard,"  said  Mrs.  Lane.  "  The  guard-house  is 
only  a  stone's-throw  away." 

"  He's  never  far  from  the  guard-house,"  laughed  Mrs.  Wharton,  as 
she  sprang  from  the  carriage  at  the  Lanes'  gate.  "  But  he's  not  on 
guard  to-day,  unless  he  has  taken  off  his  belts.  There !  they  have 
gone  in  to  the  bar.     How  I  wish  the  colonel  would  close  that  place !" 

Half  an  hour  later,  all  in  a  glow  after  their  rapid  drill,  four  or  five 
young  officers  strode,  laughing  and  chatting,  into  the  club-room  at  the 
store,  and,  throwing  off  belts,  caps,  and  gauntlets,  proceeded  to  bury 
their  moustaches  in  the  foaming  glasses  of  cool  beer  which  the  attendant 
promptly  supplietl.  Over  on  the  other  side  of  the  establishment  loud 
voices  could  be  heard  in  animated  talk,  and  presently  Lieutenant  Lee 
called  out  to  the  attendant  to  close  the  door  leading  over  into  the  bar. 
Mr.  Stone,  the  trader,  entered  at  the  moment,  looking  a  trifle  vexed. 

"  Those  men  are  making  quite  a  racket  in  there.  Stone.  Who  are 
they  ?"  asked  the  lieutenant. 

"A  couple  of  fellows  from  town,  and  Welsh,  of  C  troop." 

"  Welsh !"  exclaimed  Mr.  Hearn,  who  was  glancing  over  the  pages 
of  a  late  paper.  "  Why,  he  has  no  business  here !  That  man  is  on 
sick-report,  under  the  doctor's  care.     Has  he  been  drinking?" 

"  They've  all  been  drinking,  more  or  less.  If  I  had  known  Welsh 
was  on  sick-report  I  would  have  told  Billy  not  to  sell  him  anything." 

"  Why,  that  man  was  told  that  he  must  stay  in  quarters  all  the 
time  the  command  was  at  drill.     It's  a  rule  in  the  troop  when  a  man 


748  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

is  excused  from  any  duty  he  must  remain  in  quarters  during  the  per- 
formance of  it.  Just  tell  him  to  step  outside,"  said  the  lieutenant. 
"  Say  I  wish  to  see  him."  And,  picking  up  his  cap  and  gauntlets,  Mr. 
Hearn  strolled  from  the  room  and  went  around  to  the  east  front.  There, 
through  the  open  door-way,  the  convereation  within  became  distinctly 
audible,  and  Captain  Brodie,  of  the  infantry,  who  was  officer  of  the 
day,  returning  from  his  morning  inspection  of  the  sentries  down  about 
the  wood-yards,  hearing  the  loud  talk,  turned  and  came  rapidly  over 
towards  the  store. 

"  Who  do  you  say  wants  me  ?"  Welsh's  voice  was  heard  to  ask,  as 
he  stood  unsteadily  at  the  bar. 

"  The  lieutenant, — Lieutenant  Hearn,  man :  he's  waiting  for  you 
outside,"  said  the  bar-tender,  in  tones  that  plainly  told  his  anxiety. 

"He  be  d  d!  I  ain't  und«r  his  orders.  I'm  on  sick-report. 
The  post  surgeon  is  the  only  man  who  can-  give  me  orders  to-day,  and 
don't  you  forget  it." 

"  Go  instantly,  Welsh,  or  I'll  call  for  the  guard,"  said  Mr.  Stone. 
"You're  more  than  half  drunk  now. — Don't  give  that  man  another 
drop,  Kirby. — Go  at  once,  Welsh."  And  now  Lieutenant  Hearn's 
erect  figure  appeared  at  the  door-way. 

"  Welsh,  come  here,"  was  all  he  said. 

Slowly  and  with  surly  mien  the  soldier  turned,  glowering  at  his 
superior,  set  down  the  glass,  and  then  slouched  across  the  floor  toward 
the  young  officer,  but  halted  short  of  the  door-way. 

"  Come  out  here,  sir,"  said  the  lieutenant,  sternly,  stepping  a  little 
to  one  side. 

"  What  for?     I  ain't  on  duty  to-day,"  was  the  sullen  answer. 

"  No  arguments,  Welsh.  We've  had  too  much  of  that  from  you. 
Go  instantly  to  your  quarters,  and  stay  there.  You  got  excused  from 
drill  on  account  of  illness,  and  you  know  perfectly  well  the  troop  rule. 
You  have  no  business  to  leave  the  barracks,  much  less  to  be  drinking 
here." 

"The  doctor  didn't  give  me  any  such  orders,"  muttered  Welsh, 
still  hanging  back,  "  and  he's  my  commanding  officer  to-day." 

For  all  answer  Mr.  Hearn  sprang  quickly  forward,  grasped  the 
coat-collar  of  the  soldier  in  a  muscular  hand,  and,  without  violence,  but 
with  quick  determination,  marched  him  forth  into  the  sunshine. 

"  By  G^-d,  lieutenant,  you'll  pay  for  this  !"  screamed  Welsh.  "  I 
don't  allow  any  man  to  lay  hands  on  me."  And  then,  the  instant  he 
was  released,  he  turned  and  shook  his  clinched  fist  at  his  young  supe- 
rior. Before  another  word  could  be  said,  the  corporal  of  the  guard 
with  a  couple  of  men,  answering  the  signal  of  the  officer  of  the  day, 
came  Iwunding  to  the  spot.    • 

"  Take  that  man  to  the  guard-house,"  said  Captain  Brodie,  boiling 
over  with  indignation. — "  I'll  attend  to  this  case,  Mr.  Hearn.  I  wit- 
nessed the  whole  thing." 

And,  swearing  and  struggling  in  the  grasp  of  the  guard,  Welsh 
was  led  away.  Brodie  saw  him  safely  landed  in  the  guard-room,  then 
turned  back  to  the  store.  The  two  civilians,  who  had  silently  witnessed 
this  scene,  were  exchanging  significant  glances  from  time  to  time,  and 


AN  ARMF  PORTIA.  749 

some  low-whispered  words.  "  His  name's  Brodie,"  Schoaberg  waa 
heard  to  say.  "  You've  got  Hearn."  But  when  the  officer  of  the  day- 
reappeared  at  the  door-way  tliey  turned  their  backs  and  were  apparently 
absorbed  in  the  discussion  of  the  cocktails  which  the  barkeeper  some- 
what grudgingly  set  before  them.  Brodie  took  a  good  look  at  the 
pair,  but,  as  they  carefully  refrained  from  showing  their  faces,  he  re- 
mained but  a  moment  at  the  door- way,  and  then,  with  a  dissatisfied 
shake  of  the  head,  turned  and  walked  over  toward  the  garrispn. 

The  trumpet  was  loudly  pealing  orderly  call  a  few  minutes  later  as 
the  men  came  marching  up  from  stables,  their  sabres  clanking  and 
their  spurred  heels  ringing  along  the  road.  The  instant  the  ranks 
were  broken  in  front  of  the  barracks  a  rush  was  made  by  dozens  of 
their  number  for  the  cool  refreshment  of  the  trader's  beer,  and  the  bar 
was  speedily  crowded  with  their  stalwart,  dust-covered  forms  and  ring- 
ing with  their  jovial  voices.  Some  of  them  looked  askance  at  the 
strangers,  but  Sclionberg  assumed  an  air  of  joyous  good-fellowship. 

"  Just  in  time,  boys,"  he  called  aloud.  "  Come  right  up  and  have 
it  with  me.  Here,  Billy,  ask  all  these  gentlemen  to  take  a  glass  of 
beer.  I  always  swore  by  the  cavalry,  anyhow :  didn't  I,  Billy  ?  That's 
right,  boys :  fill  'em  all  up ;  and  when  you  get  into  town  come  around 
and  see  my  place."  And  with  that  he  began  distributing  printed 
business-cards  among  them. 

Some  of  the  men  accepted  the  cards  and  the  proifered  hospitality ; 
others  seemed  to  hang  back.  One  or  two  non-commissioned  officers 
drew  away  to  one  side  by  themselves  and  signalled  to  the  barkeeper 
that  they  wished  to  be  served  privately  and  not  included  in  the  Israel- 
ite's treat. 

Meantime,  Captain  Brodie  had  gone  in  search  of  the  commanding 
officer.  The  roll  of  the  drum  and  the  peal  of  the  trumpet  sounding 
mess-call  speedily  emptied  the  bar  of  the  blue-bloused  throng.  But 
Mr.  Sclionberg  and  his  companion  had  been  drinking  just  enough  to 
be  aggressively  hospitable.  The  next  thing  that  Kirby  knew,  the 
former  was  lurching  around  the  building  with  his  friend  in  tow,  and, 
to  his  consternation,  made  as  straight  as  his  legs  would  permit  for  the 
door  of  the  officers'  club-room.  Three  or  four  of  the  young  gentle-' 
men  were  still  there,  sipping  "  shandygaff"  and  glancing  through  the 
papers.  These  looked  up  in  evident  surprise  at  the  flushed  features 
and  flashy  attire  of  the  stranger  who  so  confidently  and  jovially  en- 
tere<l,  his  companion  following  closely  in  his  wake. 

"G'mornin'j  gen'lera'n,"  exclaimed  Mr.  Schonberg,  holding  forth 
a  pudgy  hand  and  beaming  effusively  upon  Lieutenant  Lee.  "  Wel- 
come to  Fort  Ryan,  gen'lera'n.  Permit  me  to  'ntr'duce  m'self :  Mr. 
Levi  Schonberg;  'n  thiz's  my  partic-ic-1'r  frien',  Mr.  Abrams, — Mr. 
Abrams,  of  Chicago,  gen'lem'n.  Miss'r  Abrams,  thiz's  my  frien' — 
Lieuten'nt — I — I  didn't  catch  y'r  name,  sir." 

"  My  name  is  Lee,"  said  that  young  gentleman,  shortly,  and  with- 
drawing the  hand  of  which  Mr.  Schonberg  had  possessed  himself. 

"  Lee, — Lieutenant  Lee,  of  the  Eleventh  Cavalry,  Mr.  Abrams. 
Gen'lem'n,  I  knew  all  your  old  frien's  of  the  — th  that  was  here.  We 
were  very  intimate,  all  of  us,  and — excuse  me,  I  didn't  catch  y-your 


750  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

name,  sir,"  turning  now  on  Lieutenant  Martin.  "Gen'lera'n,  we're 
just  going  to  open  a  quart  bottle — my  'xpense.  Here,  Billy,  you  son 
of  a  gun,  bring  iu  the  champagne-gla&ses, — the  best  you've  got.  Pom- 
mery  Sec — Pommery  See's  my  wine,  gen'lem'n ;  but  if  you  prefer  any 
other  s-say  so.     W-w-what  will  you  have,  Mr. — Mr. ?" 

"  I  don't  drink  at  all,  thank  you,"  said  Mr.  Wallace,  briefly. 
"  Come,  Martin,  going  up  to  luncheon  ?"  he  said,  turning  shortly  from 
the  pair  of  invaders. 

*'  Don't  go  yet,  gen'lem'n.  Just  one  glash  champagne, — good- 
fellowship,  you  know.     Hope  I  don't  'fend?" 

"  Not  a  particle,  sir ;  not  a  particle,"  said  Martin.  "  Only  you  will 
have  to  excuse  us.  We  can't  drink  and  shoot  too,  you  know.  We've 
got  to  be  on  the  rifle-range  in  half  an  hour. — Coming,  Lee  ?"  Mr.  Lee 
had  risen,  and  was  about  to  move,  when  Mr.  Schonberg  threw  his  arm 
over  the  young  gentleman's  shouldere,  striving  to  detain  him. 

"  Kindly  remove  your  arm,  Mr, — Mr. whatever  your   name 

may  be,"  said  Lee,  his  brows  knitting  and  his  mouth  setting  angrily. 
"  I  object  to  drinking  champagne  in  the  morning,  and  to  being  em- 
braced by  strangers  at  any  time." 

But  at  this  moment  Mr.  Stone,  the  post  trader,  came  hurrying  in. 
He  looked  aghast  when  he  caught  sight  of  what  was  going  on.  Spring- 
ing forward,  he  seized  the  Israelite  roughly  by  the  arm. 

"  Come  out  of  this,  Schonberg,"  he  ordered.  "  You  know  per- 
fectly well  you've  got  no  right  whatever  to  come  on  this  reservation, 
much  less  in  this  room." 

"  Pray  do  not  disturb  the  gentlemen,  Mr.  Stone,"  said  Martin. 
"  We  will  gladly  vacate  in  their  favor." 

"  Don't  you  attempt  to  put  me  out  of  here.  Stone,"  shouted  the 
Jew.     "  I  know  you.     I  know  what  I'm  about.     You  just  touch  me 

or  let  anybody  else  here  in  this  d d  cowardly  hole,  and  you'll  see 

what'U  happen." 

The  three  officers  had  silently  left  the  room,  and  were  now  quietly 
walking  away  from  the  building;  but  at  the  sound  of  a  scuffle  Lee 
stopped  short. 

*'  Here,"  he  said,  "  those  men  are  drunk  and  may  do  harm.  We 
mustn't  leave  Stone  in  the  lurch." 

"What's  the  trouble?"  queried  Mr.  Hearn,  who  had  been  inspect- 
ing the  dinner  of  his  troop  and  now  came  hurrying  down  the  slope 
from  the  barracks.  At  this  very  instant,  too,  Schonberg  came  backing 
out  of  the  club-room  door,  shaking  his  fist  at  Stone,  who  silently  and 
yet  threateningly  followed ;  and  Schonberg's  voice  was  shrill  with 
rage.  Behind  them  both,  his  hands  in  the  pockets  of  his  spring  over- 
coat, saying  not  one  word,  but  glancing  quickly  about  from  man  to 
man,  followed  Mr.  Abrams,  of  Chicago. 

"  Mr.  Hearn,"  said  Stone,  "  you  were  here  before  I  came,  and  you 
know  this  man  :  were  not  the  orders  given  that  he  should  never  again 
show  his  face  on  the  reservation,  and  that  he  should  be  put  off  if  he 
came  ?" 

"  Exactly,"  answered  Hearn.  "  And  the  sooner  you  leave  it  now, 
Mr.  Schonberg,  the  better  it  will  be  for  you." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  761 

"  I'm  minding  my  own  business."  (He  called  it,  "  }:)eeznez.") 
"  You  mind  yours.  Maybe  you  think  I've  forgot  you  ;  but  I'll  show 
you.  I've  had  it  in  for  you  ever  since  four  years  ago,  young  feller, 
and  just  you  keep  away  now,  and  don't  you  interfere,  or  you'll  catch  it 
where  you  don't  expect  it." 

"I'll  give  you  thirty  seconds  to  get  in  that  buggy  and  drive  oflf, 
Mr.  Schonberg,"  was  Hearn's  reply.  *'  Unless  you  want  to  be  hauled 
out  by  the  guard,  you  will  start  at  once.  It  isn't  the  first  time  I've 
found  you  stirring  up  insubordination  here." 

Schonberg  reached  his  buggy,  but  kept  up  his  furious  language. 
His  companion,  still  silent,  scrambled  in,  his  restless  eyes  wandering 
from  face  to  face.  The  thirty  seconds  were  well-nigh  gone  when  the 
Jew,  aided  by  Stone's  supporting  arm,  lurched  into  his  seat  and  picked 
up  the  reins.  Shaking  the  whip  over  Stone's  head,  he  shrieked  so  that 
all  could  hear, — 

"  By  G — d  !  you  may  dink  you've  heard  the  last  of  dis — dis  out- 
rage ;  but  you'll  see !  you'll  see !  If  you  don't  get  roasted  for  dis, 
dare  ain't  any  newspapers  in  dis  country.  I  got  yoar  name  down  four 
years  ago,  Mr.  Second  Lieutenant  Hearn,  and  now,  by  G— d !  you'll 
see " 

And  then,  with  an  angry  lash  of  his  whip  upon  the  flanks  of  his 
startled  gray,  Schonberg  with  his  companion  drove  rapidly  down  the 
road  past  the  stables.  As  they  turned  the  corner,  Mr.  Abrams  drew 
from  his  overcoat  pocket  a  fat  note-book  and  glanced  back  over  his 
shoulder  with  a  siguificaut  smile.  . 

V. 

An  anxious  group  had  gathered  that  afternoon  over  near  the  hos- 
pital. Corporal  Brent's  symptoms  were  all  indicative  of  concussion  of 
the  brain,  and,  though  tiie  surgeon  said  there  had  been  no  fracture  of 
the  skull,  he  was  fearful  that  fatal  consequences  might  ensue.  Among 
his  comrades  of  the  infantry  battalion  the  young  soldier  was  by  long 
odds  the  most  popular  and  beloved  man  in  the  ranks,  and  that  he 
should  have  been  "  slugged,"  as  they  expressed  it,  in  the  discharge  of 
his  duty  by  some  scoundrel  of  a  cavalryman,  was  developing  a  very 
ugly  feeling  at  the  post.  Murphy  and  Scanlan  had  been  sent  to 
Coventry  among  their  own  comrades  for  having  lent  a  willing  ear  to 
the  wiles  of  the  tempter  and  so  led  on  to  the  tragedy  that  followed. 
Colonel  Morris  had  ordered  that  Goss  should  be  confined  in  a  cell  apart 
from  the  ordinary  prisoners;  but  when  confronted  with  the  array  of  a 
dozen  garrison  malefactors,  neither  Murphy  nor  Scanlan  was  able  to  fix 
on  any  one  of  them  as  the  man  who  accosted  them  the  night  of  the 
tragedy  and  gave  them  drink  at  the  southwest  gate.  Goss  was  like 
him  in  size  and  beard,  they  said,  but  that  was  all  that  they  could 
assert.  It  was  enough,  however,  to  prompt  some  of  the  infantrymen 
on  guard  to  scaring  the  prisoner's  life  almost  out  of  him.  He  pite- 
ously  implored  the  officer  of  the  day  at  his  next  visit  not  to  keep  him 
there, — the  "dough-boys,"  he  said, had  sworn  they  would  lynch  him  if 
Brent  died, — and  again  and  again  he  declared  himself  innocent  and  the 


752  ^^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

victim  of  soipe  conspiracy.  AVhen  Colonel  Morris  was  informed  of 
the  threat,  he  decided  to  send  the  man  to  the  neighboring  town  and 
the  custody  of  the  civil  authorities,  that  he  might  be  tried  by  their 
courts  in  the  event  of  a  fatal  termination  to  the  corporal's  injuries, 
but  waited  until  afternoon  before  issuing  the  orders  in  the  case. 

Major  Kenyon,'who  had  taken  a  deep  interest  in  Brent  for  some 
months  past,  and  who  had  recommended  him  to  study  for  a  commis- 
sion, was  just  coming  from  the  hospital  ward  when  Mr.  Hearn,  passing 
by  the  sad-faced  group  of  soldiers  who  were  chatting  at  the  steps,  came 
quickly  forward  to  meet  the  field-ofiScer : 

"  How  does  he  seem  now,  major  ?  I  had  intended  coming  earlier, 
but  was  detained." 

"Just  holding  his  own.  I  wouldn't  go  in,  if  I  were  you,  Hearn. 
I  think  footsteps  only  worry  the  doctor  now. — There  is  no  great 
change,  men,"  he  kindly  spoke,  as  the  little  knot  of  soldiers  respect- 
fully saluted  and  looked  inquiringly  at  him.  "  He  has  a  good  fighting 
chance  yet,  with  his  splendid  constitution.  We  can  only  hope  for  the 
best. — Come  on,  Hearn ;  I  want  to  ask  you  something.  What's  this 
I  hear  about  your  having  trouble  with  that  fellow  Schonberg  ?" 

"  Oh,  I  had  no  especial  trouble,  major :  he  was  out  here  drunk,  I 
should  say,  and  had  got  that  man  Welsh  of  my  troop  drinking,  so  that 
the  fellow  was  insubordinate  again,  and  the  officer  of  the  day  ordered 
him  confined.  Then  Schonberg,  it  seems,  went  into  the  club-room, 
and,  after  he  had  been  treating  the  men  to  beer  in  the  bar,  insisted 
on  treating  to  champagne  and  intrgducing  himself  to  several  of  the 
officers  who  were  there.  Stone  came  in  and  ordered  him  out,  and 
when  I  happened  along,  hearing  the  noise,  he  appealed  to  me  as  to 
what  the  orders  in  his  case  had  been,  and,  as  I  knew  that  he  had  been 
forbidden  even  to  come  on  the  reservation,  I  told  him  that  if  he  didn't 
go,  and  go  at  once,  I  would  send  some  of  my  men  to  escort  him.  Of 
course  he  was  very  violent  and  abusive,  but  I  paid  no  further  attention 
to  it." 

"  D — n  that  villain !"  said  the  major.  "  He  has  done  more  to 
demoralize  the  men  in  this  post  than  all  the  toughs  and  gamblers  in 
the  community  combined.  Our  fellows  have  got  to  know  him  so 
thoroughly  that  the  best  class  of  them,  at  least,  steer  clear  of  him 
entirely ;  but  there  was  a  time  when  a  great  many  of  them  never  went 
to  town  without  getting  drink  or  money  at  his  place  and  having  to  pay 
very  heavily  for  it  afterwards." 

"Oh,  I  knew  him  well  the  first  winter  I  ever  spent* here,"  said 
Hearn.  "  He  was  clerk  in  the  sutler's  store  then ;  and  it  was  just 
before  I  left  that  he  was  discharged  by  his  employer,  who  is  dead  now. 
Then  he  came  prying  around  the  barracks  at  night,  bringing  liquor  to 
the  men,  and  gamblers  out  with  him  from  town,  playing  in  the  non- 
commissioned officers'  room,  fleecing  them  so  badly  that  they  finally 
complained,  and  then  the  order  was  issued  that  he  shouldn't  be  per- 
mitted on  the  reservation  at  all.  He  had  a  friend  with  him  to-day 
whom  he  was  showing  around  and  whom  he  insisted  on  introducing: 
Martin  says  he  called  him  Abrams,  from  Chicago." 

"  Abrams  I     I  don't  know  anything  about  him,  but  the  mere  fact 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  753 

of  his  being  here  with  Schonberg  is  enough  to  make  me  look  upon  him 
with  suspicion.  They  were  having  a  confidential  talk  with  your  man 
Welsh,  I'm  told.  Now,  what  do  they  know  of  him  ?  where  have  they 
met  him  before?" 

"  I  can't  say,  major :  he  was  in  the  captain's  *  household  brigade/ 
and  it  is  only  recently  that  I  have  had  anything  to  do  with  him.  Of 
course  he  has  been  in  and  out  of  town  a  dozen  times  the  past  month, 
so  he  never  lacked  opportunity." 

"  The  doctor  tells  me  you  had  to  haul  him  out  of  the  bar-room  by 
the  coat-collar,  and  that  he  threatened  and  abused  you.  Take  my 
advice,  Hearn ;  don't  ever  touch  a  soldier,  no  matter  how  wrong  he 
may  be.  You  should  have  called  for  a  file  of  the  guard  if  he  would 
not  obey." 

"  I  had  no  authority  over  the  guard,  major,  and  I  had  over  Welsh. 
I  simply  stepped  inside,  collared  him,  and  marched  him  out  into  the 
sunshine ;  then  Captain  Brodie  came Ah  I  here's  the  colonel." 

They  had  turned  into  the  quadrangle  at  the  moment,  and  came  face 
to  face  with  the  post  commander,  who,  followed  by  his  orderly,  was 
crossing  the  green  parade,  swinging  his  cane  in  the  nervous  and  ener- 
getic way  peculiar  to  him. 

"Mr.  Hearn,"  he  said,  in  his  quick,  almost  grufiP  manner,  "the 
officer  of  the  day  tells  me  he  has  confined  Welsh,  of  your  troop,  for 
insubordination  and  for  threatening  you,  and  that  he  had  been  at  the 
store  with  some  men  from  town  who  were  forbidden  the  reservation : 
you  know  the  men,  I'm  told." 

"  Only  one  of  them,  sir.  I  knew  that  Jew,  Schonberg,  the  first 
winter  I  was  stationed  here." 

"  Well,  Captain  Brodie  says  he  also  used  threatening  language  to- 
wards you.  What  does  it  mean?  What  could  he  have  to  threaten 
you  with  ?" 

"Nothing,  sir,"  answered  Hearn,  promptly.  "  At  least,"  and  now 
the  hot  blood  seemed  bounding  to  his  temples, — "  at  least  nothing  that  I 
have  any  fear  of.  He  is  a  blackguard,  and  I  was  utterly  inexperienced 
when  I  came  here,  so  that  he  got  me  into  some  embarrassment  in  money- 
matters  at  the  time.  It  was  settled  long  ago,  and  I  have  no  idea  what 
he  thinks  he  can  trump  up  now.     He  used  to  be  clerk  and  attendant  at 

the  store  here  when  old  Braine " 

'  "  Yes,  yes,  I  know,"  said  the  colonel,  impatiently.  "  It  is  odd  that 
you  young  gentlemen  will  put  yourselves  in  the  hands  of  such  people. 
Now,  that  fellow  has  been  kept  off  the  reservation  all  these  years,  yet 
here  he  comes  again  because  he  seems  to  think  he  has  a  hold  on  you, 
and  dares  to  disobey  orders  as  a  consequence." 

"I  protest,  colonel,"  said  Hearn,  flushing  hotly,  "I  am  in  no  wise 
responsible  for  his  actions.  You  can  have  the  details  of  the  trouble  he 
gave  me  at  any  time,  and  I  can  show  you  the  papers  that  long  since 
ended  the  matter.  He  has  no  hold  on  me,  sir,  whatever."  And  the 
young  officer  stood  before  his  commander  looking  both  grieved  and 
indignant  at  the  imputation  conveyed  in  the  latter's  words. 

"  Well,  well,  Mr.  Hearn,  I  do  not  mean  to  say  that  he  has  any 
ground,  only  you  young  gentlemen  cannot  be  too  careful  about  your 

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754  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

associates.  Contact  with  such  canaille  as  this  must  defile  you  just  as 
much  as  pitch. — Now,  Major  Kenyon,  how  is  Corporal  Brent  ?" 

Thus  having  the  last  word,  and  having  conveyed  to  the  young  sub- 
altern a  distinct  sense  of  rebuke,  Colonel  Morris  abruptly  intimated  his 
desire  that  nothing  further  should  be  said  upon  the  subject.  So  long 
as  he  chose  to  transfer  his  attention  to  Major  Kenyon  the  commander 
could,  of  course,  prevent  further  remonstrance  ;  but  as  Mr.  Hearn  stood 
there  in  evident  readiness  to  resume  his  own  defence,  and  as  the  colonel 
knew  very  well  that  he  had  hardly  been  fair  to  him,  since  Hearu's 
character  had  been  most  exemplary  ever  since  his  joining  the  regiment, 
his  better  nature  told  him  that  he  ought  in  further  words  to  let  the 
young  fellow  down  easily,  as  the  army  expreseion  goes.  For  reasons 
of  his  own,  Colonel  Morris  did  not  wish  to  unbend,  however,  in  pres- 
ence of  the  infantry  major,  his  second  in  command.  No  sooner  had 
he  finished  his  inquiries  than  he  turned  to  Mr.  Hearn  again  : 

"  I  do  not  mean  to  say,  sir,  that  any  reason  exists  for  that  man's 
threats,  only  that  I  consider  it  most  unfortunate  that  you  or  any  young 
officer  should  ever  have  put  himself  in  the  power  of  that  class  of 
people." 

Hearn  would  have  retorted,  but  for  a  moment  he  could  not  find 
words  at  once  respectful  and  convincing.  The  colonel,  having  delivered 
this  final  volley  from  his  entire  line,  now  promptly  retired  before  the 
other  side  could  rally,  and,  as  though  covered  by  the  smoke  of  his  own 
fire,  tramped  away  across  the  parade,  leaving  the  two  officers  gazing 
silently  after  him.  The  orderly,  with  hand  to  cap-visor,  sprang  briskly 
past  the  pair  and  stalked  away  in  the  wake  of  his  cane-twirling  com- 
mander. 

At  last  Kenyon  spoke :  "  Come,  Hearn,  when  you're  as  old  as  I  am 
you'll  not  fret  yourself  over  glittering  generalities  like  that.  Every 
colonel,  I  suppose,  is  full  of  wise  saws  and  modern  instances  and  must 
shoot  'em  off  occasionally.  I'll  be  just  as  full,  no  doubt,  if  I  live  to 
be  a  colonel.  It  has  taken  me  thirty  years'  soldiering  to  get  out  of 
company  duty,  and  the  Lord  only  knows  how  long  it  will  be  before  I 
can  swap  this  gold  leaf  for  the  silver.  Come  along,  man ;  I'm  going 
to  Lane's  a  moment  to  ask  the  ladies  to  drive  to  town  this  evening,  and 
there's  nothing  like  the  women-folk  to  help  one  out  of  the  grunips. 
There  they  are  on  the  piazza  now, — the  women,  not  the  grumps.  And, 
by  the  powers  I  yonder  comes  young  Lee  in  his  riding-boots  to  ask 
Miss  Marshall  to  try  a  canter." 

But  Hearn  shook  his  head  :  "  I  can't  go  now  ;  I'm  all  upset  by  this 
thing,  major.  By  heaven  I  isn't  it  enough  to  make  a  man  swear,  that  a 
low  cad  like  that  can  come  into  his  daily  life  and  poison  the  ears  of  his 
friends  and  associates  with  slander  and  innuendo,  and  that  I  have  to 
listen  in  silence  to  such  rebuke  as  that  the  colonel  gave  me?" 

"  Well,  that's  what  you  get  for  being  in  the  army,  my  boy.  Three 
days  ago  you  were  taking  issue  with  me  at  Lane's  because  I  said  if  I 
had  my  life  to  live  over  again  the  army  was  the  very  last  profession 
I'd  seek  in  this  country,  and  you  thought  you  loved  it.  Here's  Lane, 
now,"  he  continued,  as  the  gray-eyed  captain  strolled  up  and  laid  his 
hand  kindly  on  the  young  officer's  shoulder. 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA,  765 

"  I'm  trying  to  pull  Hearn  out  of  the  grumps,  Lane.  Haul  him 
along  with  us,  or  he'll  be  doing  something  desperate.  You  remember 
how  enthusiastic  he  was  three  days  ago, — loved  his  profession,  would 
rather  be  a  soldier  than  a  railway  magnate,  wouldn't  swap  his  com- 
mission for  a  million  in  the  four-per-cents.    Fetch  him  along." 

And  between  them,  half  laughing,  half  sympathetic,  the  two  officers 
convoyed  their  junior  towards  the  shaded  veranda  where  were  seated 
Mrs.  Lane,  Miss  Marshall,  and  other  ladies  busy  with  their  needlework 
and  probable  gossip.  Miss  Wharton  was  of  the  party,  and  there  were 
two  or  three  callers.  They  had  noted  the  colonel's  soldierly  figure  as 
he  tram|)ed  across  the  parade,  and  were  quick  to  see  the  two  officers 
coming  along  the  gravel  walk.  Mrs.  Lane  half  rose,  and,  smiling 
brightly,  bade  them  enter.  Forage-caps  were  raised  in  acknowledg- 
ment and  salutations  exchanged,  but  the  trio  hung  outside.  The  major 
by  this  time  was  talking  vehemently.  Lane  was  looking  grave  and 
anxious.  The  same  perplexed  expression  was  on  his  face  that  had  been 
noted  at  the  breakfast-table  when  reading  that  letter  just  before  Miss 
Marshall's  entrance  the  day  before.     Hearn's  face  was  clouded. 

"  How  can  they  encourage  Major  Kenyon  to  be  dilating  on  his  pet 
hobby !"  petulantly  exclaimed  Mrs.  Graves.  "  He  is  the  most  pessi- 
mistic, cynical,  prosy  old  crank  in  the  whole  service,  and  will  bore  them 
to  death.  There,  now  he's  backed  them  up  against  the  fence,  and  there 
is  no  hope  for  them. — Do  come  in  here  out  of  the  hot  sunshine.  Major 
Kenyon  :  you  can  harangue  all  you  like  here  just  as  well."  But  Ken- 
yon paid  no  attention  to  his  fair  comrade  of  the  infantry.  For  years 
the  women  of  the  — th  Foot  had  made  common  cause  against  him, 
despite  the  fact  that  he  was  one  of  their  most  devoted  admirers.  When 
Mrs.  Lane  again  called  to  them  to  come  in  and  sit  on  the  veranda, 
however,  the  captain  calmly  took  his  two  friends  by  the  elbows  and 
steered  them  through  the  gJite,  Another  moment,  and  the  ladies  were 
settling  back  into  their  seats,  and  the  major  had  the  floor. 

"  Yes,  Mrs.  Lane,  I  am  a  crank,  as  my  good  friend  Mrs.  Graves 
has  doubtless  told  you :  I  have  reason  to  be,  and  the  crank's  wound  up 
to-day.     Your  husband  and  Hearn  here  have  been  combating  my  views 

about  the  desirability  of  the  army  as  a  vocation,  and I  crave  your 

pardon,  Miss  Marshall,  for  '  talking  shop.'  " 

"  I'm  deeply  interested.  Major  Kenyon,"  responded  that  young  lady. 
"  Go  on,  I  beg  of  you." 

"  Well,  my  views  are  founded  on  long  experience,  and  not  the  very 
pleasantest.  I  say — and  I  say  it  after  years  or  reflection — that  the 
more  a  man  may  love  his  profession,  the  better  a  soldier  he  is,  the  more 
jealous  of  the  honor  and  reputation  of  his  cloth,  the  less  can  he  affiard 
to  take  a  position  in  the  army  of  the  United  States.  Why  ?  Why,  be- 
cause the  great  mass  of  the  i)eople  have  no  conception  whatever  of  the 
duties  that  devolve  upon  us,  of  the  life  we  lead,  of  the  trials  we  en- 
counter. In  time  of  peace  they  think  they  have  no  use  whatever  for  an 
army,  and  declare  that  we  do  nothing  but  loaf  and  drink  and  gamble. 
They  are  taught  to  think  so  by  the  press  of  our  great  cities,  and,  never 
having  a  chance  to  see  the  truth  for  themselves,  they  accept  the  views 
of  their  journalists,  who  really  know  no  more  about  it  than  they  do, 


756  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

but  do  not  hesitate  to  announce  as  fact  what  exists  only  in  their  im- 
agination. Ever  since  the  war  these  attacks  in  the  papers  have  gradu- 
ally increased  from  year  to  year.  Now,  my  home  is  in  Chicago,  and, 
naturally,  I  read  the  Chicago  papers.  I  was  five  years  tramping,  scout- 
ing, skirmishing  all  through  Arizona  and  Wyoming  without  ever  seeing 
the  inside  of  a  city  or  even  of  a  railway-car.  We  lived  on  hard  tack 
and  bacon  and  what  we  could  pick  up  when  we  couldn't  get  them.  We 
lost  many  a  good  soldier  in  Indian  battle  during  that  time,  and  at  last 
I  got  a  wound  that  laid  me  up  and  sent  me  home.  I  hadn't  seen  the 
place  in  seven  years.  My  boyhood  had  been  spent  there.  Dozens  of 
my  relatives  and  old  school-mates  lived  there,  and  I  looked  forward 
with  pleasure  to  the  rest  and  joy  I  should  have  at  the  old  firesides.  I 
didn't  suppose  that  people  really  believed  all  the  outrageous  flings  the 
Times  and  the  News  and  the  Sun  and  the  Herald,  let  alone  the  Trades- 
Union  Gazette  and  the  Arbeiter  Zeitung,  had  indulged  in  at  the  expense 
of  the  army.  But  I  had  to  wear  ray  uniform  for  three  or  four  days 
about  the  old  home,  and  not  only  street-boys  but  grown  men  respectably 
dressed  jeered  and  hooted  at  the  dress  that  for  years  in  the  rebel  South 
and  all  over  the  frontier  had  never  been  treated  with  insult.  Old 
school-mates  patronizingly  asked  me  over  their  card-tables  at  the  clubs, 
what  on  earth  I  could  find  to  do  with  myself  in  the  army,  and  why  I 
didn't  quit  it  and  come  in  here  and  try  to  be  something.  You  know 
perfectly  well.  Lane,  that  when  you  were  recruiting  in  Cincinnati  you 
had  just  such  questions  put  to  you,  and  you  had  been  through  one  cam- 
paign after  another  for  years.  The  general  manager  of  the  Midland 
Pacific,  every  mile  of  whose  road  through  the  Sioux  country  I  and  my 
men  had  helped  to  build  by  standing  off  the  Indians  day  after  day  and 
having  many  a  sharp  fight  doing  it, — this  general  manager,  I  say,  met 
me  at  the  Union  League  and  asked  rae  how  I  had  '  managed  to  kill  time 
on  the  frontier,'  and  remarked  that  it  must  be  a  very  demoralizing  life. 
He  was  out  next  day  in  a  circular  cutting  down  the  wages  of  some  twenty 
thousand  employees  ten  per  cent.,  but  thought  the  rank  and  file  of  the 
army  were  treated  rather  like  dogs  by  their  superiors.  A  man,  he  said, 
must  be  at  the  lowest  ebb  of  self-respect  to  enlist  in  the  army  ;  as  though 
every  one  of  his  army  of  twenty  thousand  hard-working,  hard-slaving 
men  was  not  infinitely  more  at  the  mercy  of  a  single  oflficial  than  could 
ever  happen  in  the  army  of  the  United  States.  My  own  people,  by  Jove ! 
were  so  impressed  by  what  they  had  been  reading  for  years  in  the  papers 
of  army  life  and  army  officers  that  they  were  perpetually  urging  me  to 
quit  the  service  and'come  in  and  begin  life  over  again  at  forty-five, — 
clerking  or  something.  Why,  only  ten  years  before,  their  homes  had 
been  rescued  from  the  mob,  after  police  and  militia  had  been  whipped 
to  the  winds,  only  by  the  prompt  rush  of  the  regulars  from  the  frontier. 
Oh,  they  lionized  the  'shoulder-strapped  autocracy'  then,  and  for  just 
about  one  week  it  wasn't  fashionable  for  a  decent  paper  to  lampoon 
them ;  but  the  moment  the  danger  was  over  their  gratitude  fled  with 
their  anxiety.  I  tell  you,  the  papers  that  are  sold  for  two  and  three 
cents  in  our  big  cities  have  to  pander  to  the  prejudices  of  the  masses  to 
keep  alive,  and  there  is  no  surer  way  of  tickling  the  palates  of  the 
jx)pulace  than  by  ridiculing  or  abusing  the  army  officers,  and  in  lending 


^A^  ARMY  PORTIA.  767 

themselves  to  this  the  editors,  of  course,  influence  the  judgment  of 
people  of  a  much  better  class, — the  great  middle  class,  so  to  speak,  of 
the  whole  nation." 

*'  It  isn't  at  all  so  where  I  come  from,"  interposed  Hearn,  promptly. 
"  At  home  all  my  kinsfolk  are  proud  of  my  being  in  the  array." 

"  Ah !  you're  a  Southerner,  Mr.  Hearn,  and  your  people  are  all 
Americans.  All  through  the  North,  however,  we  have  an  immense 
foreign  population  that  has  fled  from  the  Old  World  to  escape  military 
duty.  They  hate  the  very  sight  of  a  soldier.  Three-fourths  of  the 
people  of  some  of  our  big  cities  are  of  foreign  birth  or  parentage.  The 
papers  seek  their  patronage,  and  in  truckling  to  them  they  prejudice 
northern  Americans  against  their  own  friends  and  relatives  who  have 
been  idiots  enough  to  become  their  defenders.  It  was  bad  enough  be- 
fore the  war,  God  knows,  but  it's  worse  now.  People  wonder  how  it 
was  that  it  took  the  North  with  three  million  soldiere  so  long  to  subdue 
the  South  with  less  than  a  fourth  that  number.  Now  I  see  nothing  to 
wonder  at  whatever.  The  South  has  always  respected  the  profession 
of  arms ;  the  North  has  always  derided  it.  Lee  with  sixty  thousand 
Americans  at  his  back,  and  only  sixty  thousand,  knocked  sixty  thousand 
out  of  Grant's  overwhelming  force  between  the  Rapidan  and  the  James. 
Lee's  sixty  thousand  had  the  love  of  every  Southern  heart  to  sustain 
them.  How  many  of  the  North,  think  you,  had  no  personal  interest 
in  that  struggle?  How  many  thousands  of  the  North  to-day  care 
nothing  whatever  for  that  flag," — and  the  major  pointed  to  the  standard 
floating  over  the  garrison, — "  aud  only  ask  to  be  let  alone  to  make 
money  their  own  way  ?  God  knows,  I'm  as  loyal  a  Union  man  as  ever 
lived,  but  I  don't  like  to  think  of  the  new  generation  that  has  sprung 
up  in  this  country:  all  soldiers  in  the  South;  all — what?  in  the 
North." 

And  old  Kenyon,  flushed,  almost  breathless,  paused  and  mopped 
his  brow  with  a  silk  handkerchief  as  red  as  his  face. 

There  was  silence  a  moment.  Captain  Lane's  kindly  features  wore 
an  expression  half  grave,  half  quizzical.  Hearn  had  edged  around 
nearer  where  Miss  Marshall  was  sitting,  and  that  young  lady  had 
dropped  her  dainty  embroidery  in  her  lap  and  was  listening  atten- 
tively. Something  in  the  gravity  of  her  demeanor  gave  Kenyon  en- 
couragement. 

"  Now,  you,  Miss  Marshall,  are  accustomed  to  social  circles  in  the 
North.  Tell  me  frankly,  now,  did  you  ever  hear  men  prominent  in 
civil  life  express  any  other  opinion  of  the  profession  of  an  army  officer 
than  that  it  was  rather  a  useless,  dawdling,  and  unworthy  occupation?" 

"In  peace  times,  I  presume  you  mean,  major?" 

"  In  peace  times,  certainly ;  though  the  necessity  for  its  existence 
then  is  as  great.  You  recollect  what  Washington  said  :  *  In  time  of 
peace  prepare  for  war.' " 

"  I  confess  that  men  who  lead  narrow  lives  in  business  or  professions 
and  never  get  beyond  the  groove  are  apt  to  say  something  of  what  you 
suggest,  major.  But  men  who  think  and  travel,  especially  those  who 
have  visited  our  frontier,  come  back  with  feelings  of  much  admiration 
for  the  army,  officers  and  men." 


758  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"  Then  I'll  rest  my  case  with  the  men  who  think  and  travel,"  said 
Hearn,  laughing  brightly.  "Come,  you  old  cynic,  don't  make  me 
believe  I  have  no  friends  outside  my  profession,  when  it  sometimes 
seems  as  though  I  hardly  had  one  in  it." 

"  Now,  there  you  go,  Hearn,"  interrupted  Kenyon.  "  That's  just 
exactly  where  you're  wrong.  You  would  trust  to  the  few  travelled 
and  educated  men ;  but  what  are  they  among  the  mass  of  voters,  who 
know  nothing  of  the  army  but  what  they  read  in  the  papers?  Do 
you  ever  see  anything  good  of  an  array  officer  in  any  paper  until  he's 
dead  ?  Never,  unless  it's  something  put  in  by  a  *  newspaper  soldier ;' 
and  God  save  me  from  more  of  them.  What  could  your  thinkers  and 
travellers  do,  even  if  they  would  condescend  to  bestir  themselves  in 
our  behalf, — which  they  don't, — as  against  the  masses  and  the  press? 
No  paper  in  the  land  is  so  low  but  what  it  can  hurt  and  sting  you." 

"  How?  I  should  like  to  know." 

"How?  Simply  by  printing  any  low  scandal  at  your  expense; 
and  no  matter  what  your  record  or  your  character  may  have  been,  no 
matter  how  damnable  a  lie  may  be  asserted  of  you,  the  mass  of  the 
people  will  read  and  believe,  and  your  natural  protectors — the  generals 
and  the  War  Department — will  call  upon  you  to  defend  yourself  against 
even  anonymous  assault." 

"  You  do  not  mean  that,  major,  do  you  ?"  asked  Miss  Marshall. 

"  I  do,  emphatically.  I  have  seen  officers  time  and  again  com- 
pelled to  report  to  division  or  department  head-quarters  that  they  were 
innocent  of  allegations  made  by  nameless  scribblers  in  the  daily  press. 
I  have  seen  the  most  abstemious  men  in  the  army  heralded  as  drunk 
on  duty  by  a  sheet  that  withheld  the  name  of  its  informant.  But  all 
the  same  the  officers  were  called  to  account.  When  we  were  sent  to 
aid  the  marshals  in  breaking  up  the  whiskey-distilleries  in  Brooklyn ; 
when  the  first  colored  cadets  were  sent  to  West  Point ;  when  Chicago 
was  burned  and  we  had  to  shoot  some  prowling  robbers  to  rid  the 
ruined  city  of  the  gang  that  flocked  there ;  when  we  were  hurried  in 
again  in  '77,  and  all  the  great  cities  of  the  North  were  practically  at 
the  mercy  of  the  mob ; — at  every  one  of  those  times,  and  heaven  only 
knows  how  many  times  between,  the  press  made  scandalous  asser- 
tions by  name  about  one  officer  or  another.  In  most  cases  there  was 
no  truth  whatever  in  what  was  said  ;  in  every  case,  however,  the  officer 
was  compelled  by  his  superiors  to  establish  his  innocence.  By  heaven  ! 
I'll  never  forget  our  experience  in  '77.  We  were  ordered  to  lose  not 
an  instant  in  reaching  Chicago.  The  strikers  had  side-tracked  the 
Ninth  on  one  road  and  blocked  the  cavalry  on  another  line,  and  when 
we  stopped  for  water  the  railway-men  attempted  to  leave  us  there.  I 
put  Lieutenant  Nairn  with  a  small  guard  at  the  engine  and  kept  the 
strikers  off,  using  no  force,  saying  not  a  word,  making  no  reply  to  jeers 
and  insult ;  but  the  leading  paper  came  out  next  day  and  denounced 
Nairn  and  me  as  being  armed  ruffians,  declared  we  were  both  reeling 
drunk,  and  gave  most  outrageous  details  of  things  that  never  hap- 
pened. Of  course,  as  army  officers  were  the  targets  of  this  abuse,  the 
article  was  copied  in  Eastern  papers.  Nairn  was  a  man  who  never 
drank  a  drop ;  had  a  magnificent  war  record  ;  was  a  general  officer  of 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  769 

volunteers,  and  a  gentleman  honored  throughout  the  whole  service. 
All  the  same  he  and  I  were  compelled  to  submit  written  denials  to  de- 
partment head-quarters,  and  all  the  satisfaction  we  ever  got  was  that 
the  editor  said  his  reporter  had  perhaps  been  unduly  influenced  by  the 
prejudiced  statements  of  the  strikers.  Why  hadn't  this  occurred  to 
him  in  the  first  place?  Why  didn't  he  kiK/w  that  these  men,  furious 
at  being  thwarted,  would  say  anything  to  revenge  themselves  after  we 
had  gone  on  our  way?  He  did;  but  because  just  suc^  sensational 
articles  would  make  his  paper  sell  among  the  masses,  and  because  he 
knew  that  where  the  army  officer  had  one  friend  he  had  a  score  of 
enemies,  that  was  enough  for  him.  Now,  that,  and  a  host  of  similar 
experiences,  is  why  I  say  that  no  son  of  mine  shall  ever  take  up  so 
thankless  a  profession.  Of  course  if  the  country  were  in  danger,  the 
flag  assailed,  he  would  fight  as  I  would.  As  for  me,  I'm  too  old  a 
dog  to  learn  new  tricks,  and  having  lived  my  life  in  the  service  I  must 
die  in  it."  And  again  the  major  paused  for  breath.  "  You  think  I'm 
au  extremist,  don't  you.  Lane  ?"  he  finally  asked. 

"  Perhaps  so,  major,  although  I  admit  that  the  press  has  been  most 
unjust ;  but  I  think  we  have  more  friends  among  the  people  than  you 
give  us  credit  for." 

"  Not  one  bit  of  it !  You  think  the  press  knows  better  now  and 
wouldn't  do  it  all  over  again.  That's  what  Hearn  here  would  say. 
Now,  you  mark  my  words,  gentlemen,  so  few  are  our  friends  in  this 
country, — that  is,  in  the  North  at  least, — either  in  the  press  or  the 
public,  that  any  story  at  the  expense  of  an  army  officer  would  be 
eagerly  published  by  almost  any  paper  in  the  land,  and  used  as  a  text 
by  hundre<ls  of  editors  all  over  the  nation  to  warrant  a  vicious  stab  at 
our  whole  array,  and  the  people  far  and  wide  would  eagerly  read,  and 
even  those  who  declared  they  didn't  believe  it  would  be  influenced." 

"I  can't  think  our  people  are  such  fools  as  to  believe  yarns  that 
are  evidently  manufactured  to  malign,"  said  Hearn,  stoutly.  "  Every- 
body ought  to  know  that  it  is  from  deserters,  or  dishonorably  discharged 
men,  or  low  camp-followers,  that  the  reporters  get  their  scandals." 

"  Ought  to  know  !  yes,  I  admit  it.  I  have  no  doubt  that  the  man- 
aging editors  who  publish  the  things  do  know ;  but  the  people  don't. 
And  now  what  has  been  your  own  experience,  Hearn  ?  How  can  you 
blame  the  people  for  believing  what  they  read  in  the  papers,  when  not 
an  hour  ago  your  own  colonel,  who  knows  you  well,  virtually  rebuked 
you  because  of  the  vicious  ravings  of  as  unprincipled  a  cad  as  there  is 
in  all  Kansas  ?" 

And  Georgia  Marshall,  looking  up  in  surprise,  saw  the  quick  flush 
that  leaped  to  the  young  soldier's  face. 

VI. 

"Fred,  what  did  Major  Kenyon  mean  by  his  reference  to  Mr. 
Hearn  and  some  story  about  him  ?"  asked  Mrs.  Lane  that  evening,  as 
the  captain  was  locking  up  after  their  guests  had  departed.  Miss 
Marshall,  who  was  glancing  over  a  photograph-album,  closed  it  and 
rose  as  though  to  leave  the  parlor. 


760  ^^  ARMF  PORTIA. 

"  No,  dou't  go,"  said  Captain  Lane,  promptly.  "  I  was  sorry  that 
Kenyon  made  any  reference  to  the  matter,  but,  since  he  did,  I  want  you 
both — ^indeed,  I  think  Hearn  told  me  because  he  wanted  you  both — to 
know  all  about  the  affair.  He  had  never  mentioned  it  to  me,  nor  to 
any  one,  I  fancy,  before,  because  there  was  no  need.  It  was  all  settled 
some  time  ago,  but  of  course  he  felt  sensitive  about  it.  He  was  a 
green  young  lieutenant  when  he  joined  here  six  years  ago.  This  Jew, 
Schonberg,  \yas  clerk  at  the  sutler's.  The  officers  dealt  very  largely 
with  him  then,  for  town  was  not  as  accessible  as  it  is  now.  The  former 
post  trader  was  a  jovial,  kindly  sort  of  fellow,  who  was  much  liked  by 
everybody,  but  he  left  his  books  and  his  business  in  the  hands  of  Schon- 
berg.  I  have  often  heard  how  open-handed  he  was  with  his  money, 
and  how  officers,  and  men  too,  never  had  to  go  to  any  banker  or  scalper 
if  they  needed  money  for  an  emergency.  Anything  a  friend  of  his 
wanted  was  at  his  service.  Hearn  began  as  a  good  many  boys  of  his 
genial  temperament  are  apt  to  do  at  a  big  and  expensive  post, — got  in 
debt,  for  everybody  wants  to  give  credit  to  young  officers  just  starting, 
and  then  the  "bills  come  in  all  at  one  swoop  afterwards.  '  Old  Cheery,' 
as  they  used  to  call  Braine,  saw  Hearn's  trouble,  and  insisted  on  lend- 
ing him  money  out  of  his  own  pocket.  It  wasn't  a  store  matter  at  all ; 
it  wasn't  entered  on  Hearn's  account.  He  paid  it  back  in  instalments 
to  the  old  man  himself,  or  was  doing  it  when  he  received  his  promotion 
and  had  to  make  the  long  and  expensive  journey  to  Arizona.  Except 
cadets  when  first  joining,  officers  are  not  paid  advance  mileage ;  they 
must  raise  the  money  as  best  they  can,  and  it  is  mighty  hard  on  a 
young  lieutenant.  '  Old  Cheery,'  of  course,  advances!  Hearn  another 
two  hundred  dollars.  The  first  was  paid,  all  but  fifty  of  it,  and  he 
told  the  boy  when  he  left  that  he  had  taken  a  big  liking  to  him,  and 
that  he  could  just  return  that  at  his  convenience  ;  but  Hearn  never  lost 
a  day  after  getting  to  his  new  post  and  obtaining  his  mileage,  but 
bought  a  draft  for  two  hundred  dollars  and  sent  it  to  the  old  man  at 
once,  and  said  in  his  letter  that  he  would  remit  the  balance  of  the 
account  and  his  store  bill  just  as  soon  as  possible.  '  Old  Cheery'  was  a 
man  who  never  wrote  letters,  but  Hearn  got  a  line  from  his  wife,  say- 
ing that  Mr.  Braine  had  received  his  pleasant  letter  with  its  enclosure 
and  sent  his  best  wishes.  A  few  months  afterwards  the  old  man  sud- 
denly died ;  the  widow  moved  to  town ;  a  new  trader  came  and  took 
the  store ;  and  when  Hearn  sent  his  next  remittance  of  fifty  dollars  to 
the  widow  he  was  surprised  in  the  course  of  a  few  months  afterwards 
to  receive  what  purported  to  be  a  statement  of  his  account  with  the 
estate  of  Thomas  Braine,  deceased, — a  store-bill  amounting  to  over  a 
hundred  dollars,  and  no  less  than  five  hundred  dollars  in  borrowed 
money.  He  wrote  instantly  to  a  friend  at  Fort  Ryan  to  see  the  widow 
and  have  things  straightened  out.  He  protested  that  his  store-bill 
could  not  be  more  than  forty  or  fifty  dollars ;  that  old  Braine  had  lent 
him  two  hundred  dollars  at  one  time,  which  he  had  paid  back  to  him 
all  but  fifty,  and  two  hundred  more  when  he  went  to  Arizona,  which 
he  had  instantly  repaid,  so  that  the  total  amount  of  his  indebtedness 
could  not  exceed  one  hundred  dollars.  But  the  widow  said  she  didn't 
know  anything  about  it.     Mr.  Schonberg  had  kindly  taken  charge  of 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  761 

all  her  aflfairs,  and  he  had  the  books  and  everything  and  all  the  corre- 
spondence and  knew  all  about  it.  Hearn,  of  course,  refused  to  pay  any- 
thing but  the  hundred  dollars.  Then  tiiey  threatened  him  with  legal 
proceedings,  and  next  they  importuned  him  through  the  War  Depart- 
ment, which,  just  as  old  .Kenyon  says,  believed  the  blackguard  and 
called  on  Hearn  for  an  explanation.  It  nearly  drove  the  young  fellow 
mad.  He  was  proud  and  sensitive.  He  couldn't  bear  to  think  of  the 
publicity  and  scandal.  He  had  never  given  Braine  any  receipt  for  the 
money  obtained  from  him ;  never  had  asked  any  for  the  money  repaid. 
He  was  too  honorable  to  deny  the  fact  of  having  borrowed  the  money, 
yet  had  nothing  to  show,  the  old  man  being  dead,  for  the  money  that 
he  had  returned.  I  had  heard  something  of  his  trouble,  but  was 
ordered  East  on  recruiting  service  just  then,  and  began  to  get  into 
troubles  of  my  own,  for  it  was  there  I  met  this  young  woman."  And 
the  captain,  with  eyes  that  belied  his  words,  turned  fondly  to  his  wife. 
"  The  next  thing  I  heard  of  Hearn,  the  matter  had  all  been  most  for- 
tunately settled, — thanks  to  one  of  our  old  captains,  who,  it  seems,  had 
known  both  Schonberg  and  the  widow  Braine.  He  took  the  matter  up, 
and  the  Jew  was  glad  to  drop  it.  Even  Hearn  does  not  know  what 
hold  he  had  on  them,  but  it  was  settled  then  and  there.  Hearn  paid 
a  hundred  dollars,  and  Schonberg,  I  am  told,  had  to  pay  the  lawyer 
whom  he  had  employed.  I  often  think,  though,  how  hard  would 
have  been  the  young  fellow's  fate  if  there  had  been  no  one  to  come  to 
the  rescue.  There  isn't  a  better  soldier  or  braver  ofiBcer  in  the  Eleventh 
to-day  than  Hearn,  and  he  is  just  as  steady  as  a  ro<^k ;  but  soldiers  aa 
good  as  he  have  been  driven  out  of  the  army  for  lack  of  some  such 
friend  as  came  to  him  in  his  extremity." 

"  You  would  have  helped  him,  Fred  dear,"  said  Mrs.  Lane,  fondly, 
crossing  over  to  the  captain  and  stroking  the  grizzled  stubble  about  his 
brows  as  though  it  were  the  loveliest  hair  in  the  world.  Lane  possessed 
himself  of  the  soft  white  hand  and  threw  his  arm  about  her  shapely 
waist. 

"  I  would  certainly,  had  I  known,  but  nine  out  of  ten  do  not  happen 
to  be  able  to  help,  even  when  our  inclinations  would  lead.  And,  then, 
however  much  we  believed  in  Hearn's  story  and  Schonberg's  rascality, 
who  could  prove  it?" 

"  Who  did  prove  it?"  asked  Miss  Marshall,  after  a  pause. 

"  Well,  no  one,  that  I  know  of.  All  we  know  is  that  Schonberg 
was  glad  to  drop  the  matter  three  years  ago  when  Captain  Rawlins  first 
tackled  the  case.  Hearn  says  he  has  never  alluded  to  it  from  that  time 
to  this  until  the  fellow's  language  to-day ;  but  that  was  only  some  vague 
drunken  threat." 

"  But  if,  on  the  contrary,  it  should  prove  that  he  meant  to  make 
more  trouble  for  Mr.  Hearn,"  asked  Miss  Marshall,  "  is  Captain 
Rawlins  here?" 

"  By  Jove !"  exclaimed  the  captain,  starting  suddenly  to  his  feet, 
his  face  growing  as  suddenly  grave  and  sad,  "  that  possibly  explains 
the  letter  that  came  to  me  yestei*day  morning.  I  was  reading  it  as  you 
came  down  to  breakfast, — a  low,  anonymous  thing,  and  I  burnt  it. 
Now  I  wish  I  had  kept  that." 


762  -^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"  About  Mr.  Hearn,  was  it  ?"  asked  Mrs.  Lane,  anxiously. 

"  Yes ;  and  now  I  can  begin  to  understand  it,  too. — Miss  Marshall," 
said  he,  turning  impressively  towards  her,  "  your  question  goes  to  the 
very  bottom  of  this  case.  The  friend  who  blocked  their  game  three 
years  ago  is  gone  :  Rawlins  was  killed  in  the  last  campaign  in  Arizona." 

"  Oh,  Fred  !"  cried  Mrs.  Lane.  "  And  was  there  uo  one  else  who 
had  helped  Mr.  Hearn  ?" 

"  No  one  but  our  old  Rawlins,  Mabel ;  and  of  all  men  to  help  him 
now,  he  would  have  been  the  most  valuable  here  with  our  new  colonel, 
for  he  and  Morris  had  been  devoted  and  intimate  friends  in  war  days, 
and  I  am  told  the  colonel  was  deeply  cut  up  by  the  news  of  Rawlins's 
death.  There  was  something  romantic  about  their  early  friendship. 
Captain  Rawlins  was  a  widower  whose  wife  had  died  within  a  few 
years  of  her  marriage,  and  I  have  heard  that  both  he  and  Morris,  when 
young  officers,  were  in  love  with  her,  but  that  she  had  chosen  Rawlins." 

"  But,  Captain  Lane,"  said  Miss  Marshall,  whose  thoughts  seemed 
less  fixed  upon  the  romantic  than  upon  the  practical  side  of  the  case, 
"surely  Mr.  Hearn  has  receipts  in  full  for  this  amount?" 

"  I  so  understood  him.  Miss  Marehall ;  and  yet  I  do  not  know  the 
nature  of  the  papers  to  M'hich  he  refers.  I  think  he  said  that  he  had 
her  letter ;  but  that  is  of  less  value  now." 

"And  why?"  asked  Miss  Marshall. 

"  Because  the  widow  married  Schonberg." 

"  *  Then  must  the  Jew  be  merciful,'  "  quoted  Miss  Marshall. 

And  for  a  few  moments  not  another  word  was  spoken.  It  was 
that  young  lady  herself  who  broke  the  silence: 

"  Perhaps  you  think  me  unduly  apprehensive.  Captain  Lane. 
That  man's  face  made  a  powerful  impression  upon  me  when  I  saw  him 
to-day,  and  perhaps  Mabel  has  told  you  something  of  my  own  experi- 
ence in  trying  to  retrieve  my  father's  fallen  fortunes  when  he  was  too 
old  and  broken  to  do  anything  for  himself.  I  learned  then  the  worth- 
lessness  of  spoken  words,  and  that  nothing  but  written  contracts  and 
receipts  were  binding." 

She  had  hardly  ceased  speaking  when  the  gate  was  heard  to  swing 
on  its  rusty  hinges,  a  resolute  step  creaked  across  the  piazza,  and  some- 
body was  fumbling  at  the  bell-knob. 

"  Who  can  that  be  at  this  hour  of  the  night?"  asked  Mrs.  Lane,  as 
the  captain  went  to  the  door.  The  bolts  were  drawn  back,  and  a  rush 
of  cold  night-wind  swept  in,  causing  the  lamps  to  suddenly  flare  and 
smoke. 

"  Please,  sir,  is  the  doctor  here  ?"  a  voice  was  heard  to  ask. 

"  No,"  answered  Lane.  "  What's  wanted  ?  He  left  here  about 
twenty  minutes  ago.     Have  you  been  to  his  quarters?" 

"  Yes,  sir ;  and  they  told  me  he  was  here,  at  Captain  Lane's. 
Corporal  Brent  is  took  worse,  sir,  and  the  steward  thinks  the  doctor 
ought  to  see  him.     He's  wild  like,  and  raving." 

"  Mabel,  dear,  I'll  be  back  in  a  moment,"  said  Lane,  reappear- 
ing at  the  parlor  door.  "  Don't  wait  for  me :  I'm  going  to  see  if  the 
doctor  is  at  Hearn's.  They  went  away  together.  Corporal  Brent  is 
reported  worse." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  763 

Throwing  his  cavalry  "circular"  over  his  shoulders,  Lane  stepped 
forth  into  the  night.  It  was  moonless  and  pitchy  dark.  The  lamps 
around  the  quadrangle  were  burning  brightly,  but  hardly  sufficed  to 
illumine  more  than  a  small  sphere  in  the  surrounding  gloom.  Across 
the  wide  valley  a  distant  ruddy  spark  showed  where  some  farm  home- 
stead was  still  alive;  and  far  away  to  the  westward  the  electric  lights, 
swinging  high  over  the  thoroughfares  of  the  thriving  town,  shone  with 
keen,  cold  lustre,  and  were  mirrored  in  some  deep,  unruffled  pool  of  the 
stream.  Turning  his  back  on  these,  the  captain  trudged  briskly  down 
the  walk,  the  hospital  attendant  following,  and  opened  the  little  gate 
some  fifty  yards  away  from  his  own.  As  he  surmised,  the  doctor  was 
here,  for  his  voice,  and  Kenyon's  too,  could  be  heard  before  Lane 
tapped  at  the  door. 

"  Come  in,"  shouted  Hearn,  in  answer  to  the  signal,  and  the  cap- 
tain entered. 

"  You  are  asked  for  at  the  hospital,  doctor.  They  say  Brent  is 
delirious." 

At  this  the  medical  man  dropped  the  cigar  he  had  but  half 
smoked  and  left  the  room.  Lane  was  for  going  with  him,  but  Hearn 
begged  him  to  stay  : 

"No  time  like  the  present,  captain,  and  I  want  you  to  see  the 
papers  in  the  celebrated  case  of  Braine  vs.  Hearn  while  Major  Kenyon 
is  here.  I'll  beg  Mrs.  Lane's  pardon  in  the  morning,  and  not  detain 
you  more  than  a  minute." 

Standing  against  the  wall  in  the  midst  of  what  had  been  old  Blau- 
velt's  sitting-room  was  a  plain  wooden  table  with  a  pigeon-holed  desk 
upon  it,  the  lid  of  which,  turned  down,  made  the  writing-shelf.  lu 
the  pigeon-holes  were  numerous  folded  papers,  well-filled  envelopes, 
packages  of  tobacco,  a  brier-root  pipe,  a  pair  of  old  shoulder-straps, 
several  pairs  of  gloves,  some  fishing-tackle,  some  carte-de-visUe-aized 
photographs,  a  damaged  sabre-knot,  and  the  inevitable  accumulation 
of  odds  and  ends  with  which  a  subaltern's  field-desk  is  apt  to  be  lit- 
tered. But  the  pigeon-holes  had  been  quite  systematically  labelled. 
There  were  compartments  bearing  the  legends  "  letters  unanswered," 
"  letters  answered,"  "  personals,"  "  bills  paid,"  "  bills  unpaid"  (both 
impartially  occupied),  "  pay-accounts,"  "  maps,"  "  field-notes,"  etc. 

"  I  never  knew  the  necessity  of  having  some  sort  of  system  about 
these  matters  until  after  the  experience  I  have  been  telling  you  of,  cap- 
tain ;  and  I  am  indebted  to  dear  old  Rawlins  for  it.  You  never  met 
him,  did  you.  Major  Kenyon  ?" 

"  No ;  except  just  for  a  moment  in  the  Shenandoah  Valley  during 
the  war.     He  was  commanding  his  regiment  then." 

"  Yes,  and  lived  to  be  shot  down  in  cold  blood  by  a  lot  of  am- 
buscading Apaches  nearly  a  quarter  of  a  century  after,  and — nothing 
but  a  captain  of  cavalry."  ' 

"  He  had  some  little  property  here  in  town  at  one  time,"  said 
Kenyon.  "  That  was  nearly  ten  years  ago,  though,  and  it  went  at  a 
sacrifice,  I'm  told.  Perhaps  it  was  while  he  was  a  local  tax-payer  that 
he  got  to  know  your  Hebrew  friend  of  to-day." 

"  He  never  told  me  what  he  knew  of  him,  beyond  the  mere  fiu5t 


764  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

that  he  was  dishonest  and  a  born  mischief-maker.  But  the  moment 
he  took  that  case  up  for  me  Sehonberg  dropped  it.  For  some  reason 
the  Jew  was  afraid  of  the  old  man,  as  every  one  called  Rawlins." 

Hearn  was  turning  over  in  his  hand,  as  he  spoke,  a  package  of 
folded  papers  held  together  by  elastic  snaps.  Removing  the  upper 
band,  he  began  looking  over  the  docketing  at  the  top  of  each  paper. 

"  Rawlins,  himself,  endorsed  this  particular  packet  for  me,  and 
showed  me  how  it  should  be  done,"  he  said.  "  I've  often  thought  that 
if  we  could  drop  out  a  little  slice  of  the  mathematical  course  at  the 
Point,  and  have  some  coaching  in  this  sort  of  thing,  how  much  better 

fitted  we  should  be   for  the  every-day  duties  of  life.     Now,  I 

Why,  this  is  odd.  I  certainly  had  those  papers  in  this  very  packet 
not  three  weeks  ago.  I  saw  them  the  day  I  moved  in  here.  I  re- 
member overhauling  this  very  desk  at  the  time." 

Nervously  he  ran  through  the  package  again,  his  fingers  rapidly 
turning  the  folded  pages,  his  face  paling  with  sudden  apprehension. 

"  There  was  a  letter  here  from  Captain  Rawlins,  two  receipts  of 
Schonberg's,  and  the  letter  from  Mrs.  Braine,  all  bundled  up  together, 
and  the  endorsement  of  each  in  Rawlins's  handwriting." 

Then  he  threw  down  the  packet  and  began  pulling  out  the  papers 
in  other  pigeon-holes,  Kenyon  and  Lane  standing  silently  by.  In  vain 
he  searched.  Not  a  vestige  of  the  desired  proofs  could  be  found.  It 
was  with  a  white  face  and  eyes  that  were  full  of  trouble  that  he  turned 
upon  his  seniors : 

"  My  God  !  those  papers  are  gone !" 

"Look  in  your  trunk,  man,"  said  Lane,  kindly:  "don't  give  up 
yet;"  while  Kenyon,  himself,  began  a  search  on  his  own  account  in 
the  now  disordered  desk. 

"  Was  this  always  kept  locked  when  you  went  out,  Hearn?"  asked 
the  major.  "  Surely  such  important  papers  ought  not  to  be  left  lying 
around  loose." 

"  Locked  ?  Yes.  At  least  I  never  was  away  for  any  time  without 
locking  it.  Sometimes,  just  going  out  to  receive  reports  at  roll-call,  I 
would  not  lock  up ;  for  who  would  want  to  rob  a  fellow  of  papers  of 
no  value  to  any  one  but  the  owner?" 

The  major  looked  grave.  Lane's  face  was  full  of  anxiety  which  he 
hardly  knew  how  to  conceal.  Both  well  knew  the  almost  universally 
careless  habits  of  the  bachelor  officers  in  garrison.  Their  doors  are 
never  locked ;  their  rooms  are  empty  half  the  time,  and  their  pocket- 
books  empty  ordinarily  as  their  rooms  ;  their  books,  papers,  desks,  even 
trunks,  almost  always  lying  unguarded  about  the  premises.  Servants 
and  orderlies  move  from  house  to  house  unquestioned,  and  the  rear 
doors  are  unfastened  day  and  night.  "  We  have  nothing  worth  steal- 
ing," is  the  general  theory,  "  so  why  bother  about  locking  an  empty 
stable?" 

"  Who  is  your  servant  ?"  asked  Kenyon,  brusquely. 

"  Our  black  boy,  Jake.  He  has  taken  care  of  my  rooms  and  traps 
for  three  years,  and  works  for  Wallace  and  Martin,  too.  He's  as 
honest  a  nigger  as  ever  lived ;  has  been  with  the  regiment  longer  than 
I  have." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  '  766 

"  Yes ;  Jake  isn't  half  a  bad  boy.  But  was  there  no  one  else  who 
had  the  run  of  the  premises  ?" 

"  Not  a  soul.     Jake,  himself,  is  rarely  here  except  when  at  work." 

There  was  a  moment's  silence.  The  major  presently  sauntered 
over  and  tried  the  door  leading  to  the  dining-room. 

"  Here  is  the  key,  if  you  want  to  go  in  there,"  said  Hearn.     "  I 

have  kept  all  the  rooms  locked  since  Blauvelt  left,  except  this  one  and 

,  my  bedroom  up-stairs.     The  back  door  is  locked  too.     Jake  always 

comes  in  the  front  way.     I  don't  suppose  any  one  has  come  through 

the  kitchen  since  the  day  the  captain's  family  left." 

"Didn't  Welsh  have  to  come  here  for  his  traps?"  asked  Lane. 

"  Yes ;  but  he  was  under  guard  at  the  time, — had  a  sentinel  over 
him, — and  both  Jake  and  I  were  here.  He  took  nothing  out  of  this 
house  but  his  own  personal  belongings,  and  never  entered  this  room  at 
all  that  day.  I  couldn't  help  it,  but  after  seeing  him  with  Schonberg 
to-day  the  first  explanation  of  my  loss  that  occurred  to  me  a  moment 
ago  was — Welsh.     Yet  how  could  he  have  been  the  man  ?" 

There  was  another  moment  of  silence.  Lane  stood  thoughtfully 
examining  the  lock  of  the  desk,  then  strolled  into  the  hall  and  tried 
the  key  of  the  front  door.  As  he  stood  there  under  the  swinging 
lamp,  the  clink  of  an  infantry  sword  was  heard  at  the  gate,  and  the 
voice  of  Captain  Brodie : 

"  What  are  you  youngsters  doing  at  this  hour  of  the  peaceful 
night?  Come  out  here  and  worship  nature  and  visit  sentries  for  me. 
Oh !  beg  your  pardon,  Lane :  I  thought  it  must  be  some  of  the  boys." 

"  Major  Kenyon  and  I  have  been  keeping  Hearn  awake,"  was  the 
answer.     "  We  were  just  going." 

"  Hello,  Brodie,"  quoth  the  major,  as  he,  too,  came  forth.  "  Have 
you  been  to  see  how  Brent  is  ?" 

"Delirious,  I'm  told.  Only  the  doctor  and  the  steward  are  with 
him.  I  was  just  waiting  for  twelve  o'clock  to  go  down  and  stir  up  the 
sentries.  There  ougiit  to  be  none  but  cavalry  officers  of  the  day  at  this 
post,  by  Jove,  so  that  they  could  ride  around  among  these  outside  sen- 
tries. It's  too  far  for  a  Christian  to  walk  twice  in  twenty-four  hours. 
Thank  God,  there's  the  call  now." 

At  the  first  words  from  the  lips  of  the  sentry  at  the  guard-house 
the  lamps  at  the  two  western  gates  were  promptly  extinguished,  and 
then  the  forms  of  two  men  could  be  discerned  flitting  from  post  to  post, 
extinguishing  each  lamp  in  turn.  Soon  the  entire  quadrangle  was 
wrapped  in  total  darkness,  and  the  silent  stars  gleamed  all  the  more 
brilliantly  in  the  unclouded  sky.  Far  over  to  the  westward  the  reflec- 
tion of  the  electric  lights,  a  pallid,  sickly  glare  upon  the  heavens, 
suddenly  faded  into  nothingness. 

"That's  the  first  time  the  town  clock  and  ours  have  been  so  close 
together  since  my  coming  to  the  garrison.  Where  did  we  get  this 
custom  of  dousing  the  glim  at  midnight?"  asked  Lane. 

"  The  — th  started  that  when  they  were  here.  Got  it  from  town, 
perhaps.  Listen  a  moment,"  answered  Brodie.  "  I  want  to  hear  the 
sentries  down  towards  the  bridge.'' 

Faint  and  far,  though  borne  on  the  wings  of  the  soft  night-wind, 


766  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

the  call  of  No.  7  had  just  sounded.  It  was  now  the  turn  of  the 
farthest  sentry,  No.  8,  whose  post  was  down  the  winding  road  at  the 
haystacks  and  wood-yard.  A  rich,  musical  Irish  voice,  softened  by 
distance,  began  its  soldier  troll : 

"  N-umber  Eight. — Tw-el-ve  o'clock, — anda-a-all's Who  goes 

there?    Halt!    Halt!    Corp'l  the  gu-a-ard— Number  Eight !"    Bang! 

Hearn  was  the  firet  of  the  four  officers  to  reach  the  southwest  gate. 
He  could  hear  the  footfalls  of  the  officer  of  the  guard  running  rapidly, 
down  the  road  past  the  stables,  and  without  hesitation  followed  full 
tilt.  The  guard  was  hurriedly  turning  out  and  forming.  It  was  the 
sergeant  who  faced  it  to  the  front  and  made  the  customary  report  to 
Captain  Brodie,  as  the  officer  of  the  day  came  panting  to  the  spot: 

"  Sir,  the  guard  is  present  and  the  prisoners  secure." 

An  audible  snicker  in  the  prison-room  followed  these  words.  A 
corporal  file-closer  stepped  back  into  the  guard-room  and  gruffly  ordered 
silence  among  the  prisoners,  which  only  evoked  more  tittering  and 
whispering.     A  sudden  thought  occurred  to  the  officer  of  the  day. 

"  Bring  your  lantern  here,"  he  said,  as  he  strode  through  the  guard- 
room into  the  narrow  passage  beyond.  On  one  side  was  the  prison- 
room  whence  the  sound  proceeded  ;  on  the  other  were  the  cells. 

"  Open  these  doors,"  he  ordered. 

"  There's  only  one  cell  occupied,  sir ;  the  third." 

"  Open  that,  then." 

The  heavy  door  creaked  on  its  hinges.  A  gust  of  cool  night-air 
blew  through  the  cell.  The  window  was  wide  open.  The  iron  slats 
were  sawed  away.  The  bird  had  flown.  Private  Goss,  the  assailant 
of  Corporal  Brent,  was  gone. 

VII. 

In  the  soft,  June-like  weather  of  that  memorable  week  at  Ryan  the 
ladies  spent  but  little  of  their  waking  moments  in-doors,  and  even  the 
broad  verandas  of  the  colonel's  quarters  on  the  north  side  were  no  more 
popular  or  jwpulous  than  those  of  Captain  Lane  at  the  southwest 
corner.  Mrs.  Lane  and  Miss  Marshall  attributed  this  to  the  fact  that 
the  sun  on  its  westward  way  passed  behind  their  cosey  home  and  left 
the  front  piazza  cool  and  shaded,  whereas  even  the  canvas  hangings  in 
front  of  the  Morrises'  could  not  quite  shut  out  the  glare.  But  Mrs. 
Morris  laughingly  declared  that  since  their  coming  into  the  society  of 
Fort  Ryan  she  had  become  "  a  decided  back  number."  Whether  the 
theory  of  the  colonel's  wife  were  true  or  not,  it  must  be  said  to  her 
credit  that  she  accepted  the  situation  with  charming  grace,  and  was 
quite  as  frequent  a  visitor  at  the  Lanes'  as  many  of  the  younger  women. 
Her  own  guasts  had  departed,  leaving  her  somewhat  lonely,  she  said; 
and,  while  she  thought  it  by  no  means  a  proper  or  conventional  thing 
that  she  should  be  so  constantly  visiting  people  who  so  seldom  honored 
her,  she  could  not  but  have  ocular  proof  at  all  hours  of  the  day  that 
Mrs.  Lane  and  her  fair  friend  Miss  Marshall  could  not  sally  forth  to 
make  calls  except  at  the  price  of  leaving  a  number  of  callers  in  the 
hirch.  There  were  other  young  ladies  m  garrison,  just  then, — Miss 
Wharton,  visiting  her  brother,  and  Miss  McCrea,  staying  at  the  Burn- 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  7^ 

hams'.  There  were  several  pretty  girls  in  the  neighboring  town,  who 
frequently  came  out  and  spent  a  few  days  with  the  families  at  the  past; 
and  all  these,  of  couree,  as  well  as  the  young  married  ladies,  were  the 
recipients  of  much  attention  on  the  part  of  the  officers,  young  and  old. 
It  is  a  fact  well  understood  in  army  circles  that  few  officers  are  too  old 
to  tender  such  attentions,  and  no  woman  too  old  to  receive  them. 

And  Mrs.  Lane  was  rejoicing  in  the  success  of  her  projects  for  the 
benefit  of  Georgia  Marshall.  Her  friend  was  a  pronounced  success 
from  the  day  of  her  arrival ;  and  yet  it  was  somewhat  difficult  to  say 
why.  She  was  not  a  beauty,  despite  her  lovely  eyes ;  she  had  none  of 
those  flattering,  soothing,  half-caressing  ways  some  women  use  with 
such  telling  effect  on  almost  every  man  they  seek  to  impress.  She  was 
not  chatty.  She  was  anything  but  confidential.  She  was  rather  silent, 
and  decidedly  reserved,  yet  a  most  attentive  listener  withal ;  and  then 
she  had  the  courage  of  her  opinions.  .  Her  prompt  and  prominent  part 
in  the  little  drama  enacted  the  night  of  her  arrival  had  made  her 
famous  in  the  garrison ;  her  frank,  unaffected,  but  gracious  ways  had  done 
much  to  make  her  popular.  The  statement  that  she  was  an  orphan 
and  poor,  combined  with  the  fact,  which  the  other  women  so  speedily 
determined,  that  she  was  not  pretty,  had  removed  her,  presumably,  from 
the  range  of  jealousy.  The  other  girls  found  her  very  entertaining, 
since  she  let  them  do  much  of  the  talking,  and  were  willing  to  accord 
to  her  a  certain  quiet  style  of  her  own.  The  men  were  glad  to  be  civil 
to  any  friend  of  Mrs.  Lane's.  And  yet  Georgia  Marshall  had  not  been 
there  a  week  before,  as  Mabel  confidently  predicted,  she  was  having 
in  abundance  tete-d-tkes  of  her  own. 

It  was  the  third  morning  after  the  escape  of  the  prisoner  Goss, 
and  for  forty-eight  hours  nothing  else  had  been  talked  of  among  the 
soldiers,  and  nothing  had  excited  so  much  comment  among  the  fam- 
ilies at  the  post.  Up  to  this  moment  not  a  trace  had  been  found.  The 
two  iron  slats  in  front  of  his  window  had  been  cut  through  swiftly 
and  noiselessly  from  within  with  watch-spring  saws,  and  the  tallow  and 
iron-filings  lay  about  the  stony  window-sill.  He  had  been  thoroughly 
searched  before  being  put  in  that  cell,  and  it  was  absolutely  certain 
that  neither  files  nor  tallow  were  then  in  his  possession.  Tiie  guard 
swore  that  no  man  had  had  access  to  him  afterwards.  A  wire  netting 
prevented  anything  from  being  thrown  to  him  from  the  outside,  and 
this  had  been  forced  upward  and  outward  after  the  bars  were  cut. 
The  sergeant  of  the  guard  was  sure  that  no  man  had  touched  or  even 
spoken  to  him,  except  when  he,  himself,  had  seen  his  dinner  and  supper 
handed  in.  There  could  have  been  no  collusion  on  the  part  of  the  sen- 
tries, for  the  men  on  No.  1  all  through  the  day  and  night  were  of  the 
infantry,  and  warm  friends  of  Brent,  who  would  have  lost  no  chance 
of  putting  a  bullet  through  the  supposed  assailant  in  the  event  of  his 
attempting  to  escape.  The  blacksmith  said  it  would  take  several  hours 
— at  least  five — to  file  through  those  two  bars,  and  the  man  must  have 
worked  with  the  patience  of  a  beaver.  It  was  a  drop  of  only  seven  feet 
to  the  ground  without,  for  the  window  overlooked  the  up-hill  slo|)e 
back  of  the  guard- house ;  and  yet,  as  he  probably  had  to  come  through 
head  first,  that  was  quite  a  fall.     The  prints  of  his  outspread  hands 


768  ^N  ARMY  PORTIA. 

were  found  in  the  dust-heap,  and  it  looked  as  though  he  must  have 
lain  there  some  moments  before  stealing  away. 

The  sentry  far  down  by  the  wood-yards,  No.  8,  stated  that  just 
as  he  was  calling  off  and  standing  faced  to  the  east  so  that  his  voice 
might  carry  to  the  guard-house,  he  heard  a  sudden  stumble  behind  him  ; 
a  man  tripped  over  a  log  between  him  and  the  road,  then  ran  like  mad 
down  toward  the  old  station.  It  was  too  dark  to  recognize  who  it  could 
be.  The  officer  of  the  guard  had  stopped  to  interrogate  the  sentry  on 
reaching  his  post,  but  Mr.  Hearn  had  pushed  ahead,  and  down  at  the 
foot  of  the  hill  had  plainly  heard  a  horse's  hoofs  and  the  light  rumble 
of  wheels  crossing  the  bridge  and  going  at  a  spanking  trot ;  yet  soldiers 
returning  from  pass,  reliable  men,  had  neither  seen  nor  heard  horse  or 
wagon  anywhere  on  the  flats  along  which  lay  the  road  to  town.  An 
effort  had  been  made  to  trail  the  wheel-tracks  from  the  bridge,  but, 
though  a  place  was  found  among  the  trees  near  the  old  station  where  a 
horse  and  buggy  had  evidently  stood  for  two  or  three  hours,  it  was  im- 
possible to  determine  which  way  they  had  gone  after  crossing  the  stream, 
for  the  farm-wagons  coming  from  every  by-road  in  the  morning  had 
totally  obliterated  the  tracks. 

Goss's  escape  while  under  charges  of  such  grave  character  was 
regarded  as  tantamount  to  admission  of  his  guilt. 

Meantime,  Corporal  Brent's  case  seemed  to  have  taken  a  turn  for 
the  better,  and,  though  there  was  still  danger,  there  was. hope.  What 
struck  many  inquirers  was  the  fact  that  the  doctor  seemed  ill  at  ease, 
and  invariably  evaded  the  question,  when  pressed  as  to  the  nature  of 
Brent's  delirium.  This,  of  course,  simply  served  to  whet  public  curi- 
osity; and  the  young  soldier  became,  all  unconsciously,  an  object  of 
greater  interest  than  ever.  The  ladies  of  the  infantry,  who  had  known 
him  by  sight  some  time,  were  certain  that  from  the  very  first  he  had 
borne  all  the  outward  appearance  of  a  gentleman,  and  in  every  word 
and  gesture  had  "given  the  world  assurance  of  a  man"  of  birth  and 
breeding.  Their  sisters  of  the  cavalry,  who  had  but  recently  reached 
Fort  Ryan,  were  not  slow  in  accepting  their  theories.  Such  things 
were  by  no  means  uncommon  in  the  service ;  and  wouldn't  it  be  deli- 
cious, now,  to  have  a  romance  in  the  ranks  at  Ryan  ?  Only  fancy ! 
Mrs.  Burnham,  Mi's.  Brodie,  and,  above  all,  Mrs.  Graves,  were  quite 
ready  to  go  to  the  hospital  at  any  time  the  doctor  would  permit  and 
lject)me  the  nurse  of  the  young  corporal ;  but  the  medical  man  almost 
bluntly  declined  the  services  of  two  of  these  ladies,  and  with  positive 
insolence,  said  the  third,  liad  told  her  she  could  piuch  better  devote  her 
ministrations  to  her  own  children.  "  Just  as  if  I  didn't  know  best  what 
my  children  needed  I"  said  the  offended  matron. 

And  it  was  about  Dr.  Ingersoll  that  Mrs.  Graves  was  discoursing 
this  very  morning  on  Mrs.  Lane's  piazza,  while  her  own  olive-branches 
rwere  clambering  the  fences  and  having  a  battle  royal  with  the  progeny 
of  Mrs.  Sergeant  Flynn  at  the  other  end  of  the  garrison.  And,  as  luck 
would  have  it,  who  should  come  along  the  gravel  walk  but  the  major 
and  the  doctor,  arm  in  arm  !  at  which  sight  Miss  Marshall's  expressive 
eyes,  brimming  with  merriment,  sought  the  half-vexed  features  of 
Captain  Lane,  who  had  been  fidgeting  uneasily  in  his  chair  during  her 


AN^RMV  PORTIA.  769 

ladyship's  exordium.     Like  many  another  excellent  soldier,  this  prac- 
tised trooper  had  no  weapon  with  which  to  silence  a  woman's  tongue. 

"  You'll  find  I'm  right,  Mrs.  Lane.  See  if  you  don't,"  preceded 
Mrs.  Graves,  all  unconscious  of  the  coming  pair.  "You  found  I 
wasn't  mistaken  about  Major  Kenyon ;  and  they  are  just  as  like  as  two 
peas  in  a  pod, — both, of  them." 

Then,  recalled  to  the  possibilities  of  the  situation  by  the  mirthful 
gleam  in  Miss  Marshall's  eye  and  the  audible  chuckles  of  Mr.  Lee,  she 
whirled  about  and  caught  sight  of  the  object  of  her  dissertation. 

"Oh,  it's  you  they're  laughing  at,  is  it?"  she  hailed.     "I  was  just  , 
talking  about  you." 

"  Then  how  could  you  find  the  heart  to  laugh,  Mrs.  Lane  ?"  said 
the  major,  raising  his  cap  with  simulated  reproach  of  mien.  "  Does  it 
amuse  you  to  see  fellow-mortals  flayed  alive?  Is  it  not  bad  enough 
that,  like  Sir  Peter  Teazle,  I  am  never  out  of  Mrs.  Graves's  sight  but 
that  I  know  I've  left  my  ciiaracter  behind  me  ?  The  doctor  and  I 
were  wondering  whether  there  was  a  vestige  left  of  the  good  impression 
we  strove  to  make  upon  Miss  Marshall." 

"  I'm  -sure  you  ruined  all  possibility  of  that  three  days  ago,  major, 
when  you  showed  her  what  a  cynical  old  party  you  were.  No  wonder 
the  young  officers  in  our  regiment  lose  all  love  for  their  profession  after 
hearing  you  talk.  If  I  were  Colonel  Morris,  I  wouldn't  have  you 
contaminating  the  lieutenants  of  the  Eleventh  the  way  you  were  trying 
it  on  Mr.  Hearn  the  other  day." 

"  Where  is  Mr.  Hearn,  by  the  way  ?"  asked  Mrs.  Lane,  eager  to 
put  an  end  to  such  unprofitable  controversy.  "  He  hasn't  been  in  here 
for  nearly  two  days.  Come,  major, — come,  doctor,  walk  in  and  sit 
awhile.     We  want  to  hear  how  Corjwral  Brent  is,  too." 

"  Brent  seems  easier,  Mrs.  Lane,  thank  you,"  answered  the  surgeon. 
"I  cannot  stop  just  now;  we  came  over  to  meet  the  mail,  for  the 
orderly  seems  to  have  an  unusually  big  load  this  morning.  Here 
come  the  youngsters  up  from  the  |K)st-office  now." 

And,  as  he  spoke,  perhaps  half  a  dozen  young  cavalrymen,  still  in 
their  riding-boots  and  spurs,  as  though  they  had  but  just  returned 
from  drill,  came  slowly  up  the  slope.  Wharton  had  au  open  news- 
paper which  he  was  reading  aloud ;  the  others  were  hanging  about 
him,  evidently  listening  with  absorbed  attention,  to  the  neglect  of  their 
own  letters. 

"  What's  the  matter  with  the  boys  ?"  asked  Kenyon,  whimsically, 
as  they  approached.     "  Thoy  look  as  solemn  as  owls." 

Naturally,  all  eyes  were  drawn  toward  the  coming  party.  Lane, 
bending  forward,  saw  that  Hearn's  face  was  pale,  even  under  the  coat 
of  tan  and  sunburn.  He  would  have  passed  them  by,  simply  lifting 
his  cap,  as  Wharton  half  folded  the  paper  when  the  group  filed  in 
through  the  main  gate,  but  again  Kenyon  spoke : 

"What  makes  you  look  so  like  a  pack  of  mutes,  lads?  What's 
gone  wrong?     Is  Congress  sailing  into  us  again?" 

"  Major  Kenyon,"  said  Martin,  deliberately,  halting  in  front  of  the 
gate,  "  I  said  some  disparaging  things  about  your  remarks  here  the 
other  day.     I  beg  your  pardon,  sir.     You  were  right  j  I  was  wrong. 
Vol.  XLVI.— 60 


770  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

— Hold  on,  Hearn  :  don't  go  now  and  brood  over  this  thing.  Stay 
here  with  the  crowd,  and  we'll  take  it  all  together." 

Lane  had  half  risen,  anxiety  deepening  in  his  dark-gray  eyes : 

"  What  is  it,  Hearn  ?     Come  in  here, — come  in,  all  of  you." 

And  Georgia  Marshall,  glancing  from  one  face  to  another,  noted  the 
silence  and  gravity  that  had  fallen  on  each.  Some  looked  full  of  sup- 
pressed wrath,  others  simply  perplexed  and  annoyed.  Without  a  word 
to  any  one,  Hearn  stepped  in  and  stood  beside  her  chair, 

"  You  best  know  your  own  papers,  major :  you  read  this  aloud," 
said  Martin. 

And  Kenyon,  looking  about  in  momentary  surprise,  unfolded  the 
great  pages  of  the  Chicago  daily.  His  eyes  gleamed  as  they  caught  the 
heavy  head-lines  at  the  top  of  the  sheet. 

"Hello!  hello!  what's  this?"  he  said.  " Army  Brutality.  Out- 
rageous Treatment  of  Private  Soldiers.  Civilians  Insulted  and  Abused. 
A  Thug  in  Shoulder-Straps.  Lieutenant  Hearn  a  Cowardly  Bully. 
Special  Despatch  to  the  Palladium.  Central,  City,  May  3. — For 
years  past  the  citizens  of  this  thriving  frontier  town  have  had  frequent 
cause  for  complaint  as  to  the  swaggering  and  insolent  bearing  of  the 
oflBcers  of  the  army  stationed  at  the  neighboring  post  of  Fort  Ryan ; 
but  of  late  the  feeling  has  reached  fever-heat,  due  to  recent  occurrences 
which  attracted  wide-spread  attention.  Acting  under  instructions,  your 
correspondent  reached  this  city  five  days  ago,  and  has  made  a  thorough, 
impartial,  and  exhaustive  investigation  into  the  matter;  has  talked  with 
many,  if  not  all,  of  the  prominent  citizens ;  has  personally  visited  the 
post  and  conversed  with  a  number  of  intelligent  enlisted  men ;  and,  as 
a  result  of  his  painstaking  observations,  he  is  enabled  to  send  you  the 
following  account,  for  the  absolute  accuracy  of  every  detail  of  which 
he  vouches  unreservedly. 

"  So  far  as  the  enlisted  men  are  concerned,  the  people  have  no  com- 
plaint to  make.  It  is,  indeed,  the  contemplation  of  their  wrongs  and 
sufferings  that  has  roused  the  popular  clamor  against  their  aristocratic 
and  overbearing  taskmasters.  Just  why  it  is  that  the  instant  a  young 
man  escapes  from  that  hot-bed  of  flunkeyism  and  snobbery,  West  Point, 
and  dons  the  straps  of  a  second  lieutenant,  he  should  imagine  that  he 
owns  the  earth  and  that  the  nations  should  bow  down  to  him,  is  some- 
thing no  intelligent  mind  can  understand.  But  to  become  convince<l 
that  it  is  so  beyond  peradventure,  one  has  only  to  visit  this  representa- 
tive army  post,  garrisoned  as  it  is  by  large  detachments  of  so-called 
distinguished  regiments;  though,  from  all  accounts,  the  distinction  they 
have  earned  seems  chiefly  to  be  connected  with  drinking-bouts  and 
gambling-tables. 

"  On  every  side  it  was  declared  to  your  correspondent  that  civilians 
who  ventured  out  to  the  fort  were  treated  with  contumely  and  insult; 
that  the  officers  rudely  ordered  them  off  the  reservation  and  forbade 
them  to  enter  the  sacred  precincts  of  the  barracks,  and  even  caused 
their  ejection  from  the  public  store  and  saloon,  kept  at  the  post  by  one 
Stone,  who  truckles,  of  course,  to  his  official  neighbors  and  obtains  in 
return  the  mandate  that  the  soldiers  must  spend  their  money  with  him 
at  swindling  prices,  and  the  prohibition  against  their  having  any  deal- 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  'J'Jl 

ings  with  the  reputable  merchants  in  the  city.  On  the  other  hand,  the 
merchants  who  have  been  so  unfortunate  as  to  trust  the  ofiBcers  are  not 
able  to  cxjllect  their  bills  at  all,  and  are  absolutely  forbidden  to  enter 
the  garrison  when  they  seek  to  press  their  claims. 

"  Here  is  the  brief  history  of  one  day's  experience.  In  company 
with  one  of  the  oldest,  wealthiest,  and  most  respected  business-men  of 
this  section,  your  correspondent  drove  to  Fort  Ryan  this  morning  to 
see  for  himself  how  far  the  facts  would  justify  the  allegations,  and  if 
a  lingering  doubt  remained  it  was  at  once  and  forever  rudely  dispelled. 
A  case  of  particular  hardship  had  been  brought  to  our  attention,  and 
we  desired  to  see  Trooper  Welsh  in  person.  He  was  on  sick-report, 
excused  from  drill  by  reason  of  the  treatment  that  had  been  accorded 
him  by  the  commanding  officer  of  his  troop,  or  we  probably  could  not 
have  seen  him  at  all.  Seizing  a  moment  when  the  officers  were  away 
at  drill,  Mr.  S.  sent  a  message  asking  the  young  soldier  to  come  out. 
A  fine-looking,  intelligent  man  of  about  twenty-five  years  was  pre- 
sented to  your  correspondent,  and  briefly  and  simply  told  his  story. 
It  was  enough  to  make  an  American's  blood  boil  in  his  veins  to  note 
the  emotion  and  humiliation  it  seemed  to  cause  him.  He  came  of  an 
excellent  family  in  the  East,  but,  having  long  desired  from  patriotic 
motives  to  become  a  soldier  of  the  flag,  he  had  against  their  wishes 
enlisted  under  an  assumed  name.  From  the  very  start  his  captain 
had  compelled  him  to  work  about  his  house  like  a  common  drudge. 
He  had  to  black  boots,  build  fires,  sweep  the  kitchen,  actually  do 
chores  for  the  captain's  cook.  In  vain  he  begged  to  be  allowed  to  join 
his  troop  and  learn  his  duty  as  a  soldier :  he  was  sternly  refused.  It 
made  his  own  comrades  among  the  soldiers  look  down  upon  him,  and 
when  he  could  find  time  to  visit  them  at  the  barracks  the  sergeants 
abused  him  like  a  thief.  But  the  man  who  particularly  hounded  him 
was  Second  Lieutenant  Hearn,  a  young  martinet  fresh  from  West 
Point,  who  never  lost  a  chance  of  cursing  him  for  errors  on  drill  or 
mistakes  made  afterward.  The  captain  had  taught  him  that  when  at 
work  for  him  he  must  not  quit  it  to  jump  up  and  salute  every  lieuten- 
ant who  happened  along;  and  just  because  he  remained  seated  and  at 
work  when  Lieutenant  Hearn  passed  by,  the  latter  cursed  him  like  a 
dog,  had  him  thrown  into  a  filthy  dungeon,  and  there  he  lay  until  he 
was  tried  by  court-martial  and  sentenced  by  a  gang  of  Hearn's  com- 
rades to  fine  and  imprisonment  for  obeying  his  captain's  orders.  An- 
other time,  when  he  was  cleaning  the  captain's  horse,  the  lieutenant's 
horse,  which  was  next  him  on  the  line,  kept  backing  over  him,  tread- 
ing on  him,  and  knocking  his  brushes  out  of  his  hand ;  and  because 
he  simply  pushed  him  back  and  spoke  sharply,  Lieutenant  Hearn 
rushed  in  and  swore  he  had  a  mind  to  kick  him  black  and  blue.  *If 
he  had,'  said  Welsh, — and  the  young  soldier's  eyes  blazed  with  pent-up 
feeling, — *  I  could  no  longer  have  controlled  myself.  I  would  have 
knocked  him  down  and  appealed  to  the  people  of  America  to  uphold 
me.'  For  this  he  was  again  thrust  into  the  vermin-haunted  dungeon, 
and  this  made  him  so  ill  that  the  surgeon  himself  had  been  compelled 
to  interpose  in  his  behalf.  '  I  would  desert  and  end  it  all,'  said  the 
poor  fellow,  with  tears  in  his  eyes,  'but  I  have  sworn  to  serve  my 


772  AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

country,  and  I  shall  keep  my  oath/  When  told  that  the  Palladium 
would  see  him  righted,  though  the  heavens  fell,  his  emotion  was  some- 
thing that  would  have  melted  the  stoutest  heart. 

"  But  now  comes  the  crowning  peak  of  blackguardism.  Warned 
by  some  spy,  doubtless,  of  the  fact  that  his  victim  was  telling  his  story 
to  citizens.  Lieutenant  Hearn  suddenly  appeared  on  the  scene,  and  be- 
fore our  eyes,  with  vulgar  abuse  and  tyrannical  bearing,  ordered  Pri- 
vate Welsh  instantly  to  leave.  In  vain  the  young  soldier  respectfully 
pleaded  that  he  had  a  right  to  speak  with  friends  who  came  to  see  him. 
In  vain  he  pointed  out  that  he  was  on  no  duty  at  the  time.  In  vain 
Mr.  S.  interposed  in  behalf  of  justice  and  decency.  The  brutal  bully 
seized  the  weakened  invalid  in  an  iron  grasp,  dragged  him  like  a  dog 
to  the  gutter  in  front,  and  then,  with  cuffs  and  curses,  drove  him  before 
him  into  the  guard-house.  Meantime,  Mr.  S.,  who  had  formerly  many 
friends  at  the  post,  hastened  into  the  officers'  club-room,  hoping  to 
explain  the  matter  and  secure  justice  for  the  unfortunate  fellow.  But 
it  was  a  hapless  move.  W^hat  business  had  he,  a  civilian,  to  intrude 
uninvited  into  the  mighty  presence  of  half  a  dozen  beardless  young 
satraps  in  shoulder-straps  ?  He  was  rudely  ordered  to  leave  the  prem- 
ises ;  and  when,  in  his  indignation,  he  protested  against  such  treatment. 
Lieutenant  Hearn  himself  came  back  boiling  with  rage,  calling  for  his 
troopers  to  come  and  eject  these  intruders  from  the  garrison.  We  were 
actually  driven  by  force  off  the  reservation. 

"Your  correspondent  has,  of  course,  made  immediate  and  respectful 
representation  of  these  facts  to  the  general  commanding  the  depart- 
ment, and  when  next  he  visits  the  fort  will  do  so  with  a  safeguard  that 
no  bully  in  the  uniform  of  a  second  lieutenant  will  dare  gainsay.  This 
is  but  the  prelude  of  further  details  still  more  disgraceful  to  the  pam- 
pered minions  of  a  too  long-suffering  public." 

For  a  i^vf  moments  there  was  silence.  Then  the  major  glanced 
around  his  circle  of  listeners. 

"  Well,  Hearn,"  said  he,  as  he  folded  the  paper,  "  somewhere  I 
have  heard  the  expression,  *  Didn't  I  tell  you  so  ?'  JDulce  et  decorum 
est  pro  patria  mori.     I  don't  wonder  you  love  your  profession." 

"Surely  they  cannot  believe  such  an  outrageous  tissue  of  lies," 
burst  out  Mrs.  Wharton,  vehemently.  "  Surely  the  moment  our  side 
of  the  story  is  heard  the  public  will  see  the  difference." 

"  Our  side,  my  dear  madam,  is  never  heard.  The  newspaper  has 
the  public  ear.  Scandal  spreads  world-wide  ;  truth  never  reaches  half 
as  far.  Hearn  has  only  one  recourse, — ^grin  and  bear  it,  and  pray  God 
nothing  worse  may  follow." 

"  What  worse  can  follow,  I  should  like  to  know  ?"  asked  Lee, 
indignaiftly. 

"  What  worse  ?  Why,  man,  you  don't  suppose  a  Chicago  paper 
sends  an  emissary  a  thousand  miles  to  work  up  only  one  scene  in  a 
sensation  ?  Look  for  the  next  day's  issue,  and  the  next.  Wait  till 
the  letters  demanding  explanation  begin  coming  in  from  department, 
division,  and  army  head-quarters.  FiatjuMUia,ruatcoelum,  will  be  the 
Palladium's  cry;  Pariuriurd  montes,  nasoitur  ridiculua  mua,  the  out- 
come.    But  all  the  same,  my  friends  and  fellow-citizens,  we  don't  get 


AN  ARMV  PORTIA.  773 

through  this  row  without  the  biggest  kind  of  a  court-martial. — Ah, 
the  orderly  of  the  commanding  officer !     Whom  does  he  want?" 

Not  a  word  was  spoken,  and  every  eye  was  fixed  upon  the  trim 
figure  of  the  approaching  soldier,  who  entered  the  gate  and,  halting 
respectfully  a  few  yards  away  from  the  foot  of  the  steps,  saluted : 

"  The  colonel's  compliments  to  the  officer  of  the  day,  and  desires 
that  Private  Welsh,  now  in  the  guard-house,  be  sent  to  the  office  imme- 
diately." 

"Aha  !"  said  Kenyon,  as  the  soldier  turned  away.  "Already  some- 
body's been  tickling  the  colonel  with  a  telegram.  He's  hardly  had 
time  to  read  the  papers.  Now  he  will  hear  Welsh's  story ;  and  when 
Welsh  has  sufficiently  blackened  the  character  of  his  commanding 
officer,  Hearn  will  be  afforded  his  chance. — Hearn,  my  boy,  my  hearty 
sympathies  are  with  you.  By  all  means  go  on  and  prosper  in  your  pro- 
fession, and  learn  to  love  it  as  I  do. — Martin,  you  and  he  have  a  mo- 
ment to  spare,  come  over  to  my  quarters  with  me :  I  want  to  talk  this 
thing  over  with  you. — Good-afternoon,  Mrs.  Lane.  Good-afternoon, 
Mrs.  Graves.  A  sudden  thought  occurs  to  me.  What  was  it  Cam- 
bronne  is  reported  to  have  said  at  Waterloo  ? — *  The  Guard  dies,  but 
never  surrenders.'  Here's  a  more  modern  epigram  for  you :  The  Press 
lies,  but  never  retracts." 

VIII. 

With  all  his  soldierly  qualifications.  Colonel  Morris,  like  most  of 
his  sex,  had  certain  defects  of  character.  He  was  a  tireless  worker  as 
a  regimental  commander,  and  had  done  a  great  deal  to  bring  up  the 
"  tone"  of  the  Eleventh,  which  had  suffered  vastly  during  the  reign  of 
old  Riggs,  his  predecessor.  He  had  won  a  good  name  as  a  young 
officer  in  the  war  days,  and  had  borne  himself  well  in  the  more  trying 
and  hazardous  campaigns  of  the  far  frontier.  But  Morris,  both  during 
the  war  and  since,  had  seen  staff  duty  that  had  brought  him  into  social 
and  political  circles  in  Washington ;  had  learned  there  the  lesson  that 
an  ounce  of  influence  is  worth  a  pound  of  pure  record ;  that  in  most 
matters  affecting  army  legislation  it  was  the  men  who  were  the  farthest 
away  from  the  army  whose  opinions  Congress  sought ;  that  in  all  ap- 
pointments to  the  staff  departments  personal  and  professional  excellence 
might  plead  in  vain  unless  backed  by  Senators  by  the  score;  and  that 
while  judicious  use  of  the  gifts  that  God  had  put  in  his  way  in  the 
shape  of  the  public  press  might  result  in  the  gradual  rearing  of  a 
monument  of  popular  esteem,  a  single  unguarded  word  or  petulant  ex- 
pression would  tumble  the  whole  fabric  about  his  ears.  He  had  seen 
the  highest  names  in  legislative,  financial,  and  social  circles  dragged  in 
the  dust;  the  head  of  the  House  of  Representatives  dethroned  ;  a  Wall 
Street  monarch  execrated  ;  a  gallant  soldier,  maimed  in  battle,  ridiculed. 
In  combined  and  resistless  assault  the  press  had  overwhelmed  the 
record  of  years.  Morris  had  faced  death  in  a  dozen  fields  without 
a  flinch,  but  he  trembled  in  the  presence  of  a  reporter. 

Nervous,  irritable,  and  unstrung,  he  called  his  officers  about  him 
on  the  following  day.  Guard-mounting  was  still  in  progress ;  the 
band  was  playing  sweetly  on  the  grassy  parade ;  the  ringing  voice  of 


774  -^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

the  soldierly  young  adjutant  swung  the  column  around  in  its  jaunty 
march  in  review.  One  after  another  the  troop  and  company  officers 
came  quietly  in,  bade  their  flushed  commander  a  courteous  good-morn- 
ing, and  took  their  seats.  He  was  pacing  the  floor,  tugging  at  his 
moustache,  another  telegram  in  his  hand. 

"  Where's  Dr.  Ingersoll  ?"  he  asked,  suddenly  stopping  in  his 
walk. 

"  Here,  colonel,"  said  the  post  surgeon,  stepping  within  the  office 
from  the  brick  pavement  outside.  "  I  was  waiting  a  moment  to  see 
the  steward,  to  give  some  directions  as  to  Brent's  case." 

"  Ah,  yes.  He's  better,  I  believe.  Now,  I  see  you  have  marked 
Welsh  for  duty,  and  the  man  tells  me  he  couldn't  sleep  all  night  be- 
cause of  pains  and  chills." 

"Welsh  is  as  well  as  I  am,  Colonel  Morris,  or  if  ill  has  only 
himself  to  blame.  He  knows  as  well  as  I  do  that  he  has  no  business 
to  go  to  the  store  and  drink  when  under  treatment  and  taking  medi- 
cine. It  is  my  firm  conviction,  sir,  that  that  man  is  simply  trying  to 
shirk." 

"  Well,  well.  Dr.  Ingersoll,  it  is  a  matter  in  which  we  cannot  be 
too  careful.  You  haven't  the  faintest  conception,  sir,  to  what  this  most 
unfortunate  affair  may  lead.  It  is  infinitely  better  that  we  should  be 
imposed  upon  by  a  shirk  than  that  the  public  should  get  to  look  upon 
us  as  this  man's  persecutors.  The  Palladium  that  came  yesterday  was 
bad  enough,  in  all  conscience,  but  here's  another  telegram  from  depart- 
ment head-quarters  demanding  immediate  investigation  and  report  upon 
the  allegations  contained  in  the  second  day's  issue  of  the  series.  How 
many  are  there  to  be,  in  heaven's  name? — Mr.  Hearn,  have  you  sub- 
mitted your  explanation  ?"  said  the  colonel,  turning  abruptly  upon  the 
young  lieutenant,  who  was  sitting  in  pained  silence  by  Captain  Lane. 

"  It  is  in  the  hands  of  the  adjutant,  sir,"  answered  Hearn,  rising. 

"I  have  not  seen  it, — I  have  not  seen  it.  I  hope  you  have  been 
full  and  explicit,  Mr.  Hearn." 

The  lieutenant's  pale  face  flushed  with  sudden  sense  of  indignation  : 

"  I  have  never  yet  been  accused  of  any  attempt  at  concealment  of 
my  actions.  Colonel  Morris.  Gentlemen  present  who  have  known  me 
nearly  six  years  will  tell  you  that." 

"  I'm  not  accusing  you  of  anything,  Mr.  Hearn.  Pray  keep  your 
temper,  sir.  But  you  do  not  seem  to  appreciate  in  the  least  the  very 
trying  and  unpleasant  position  in  which  you  have,  however  unwittingly, 
placed  every  officer  at  this  post,  especially  me,  on  whom  the  burden  of 
responsibility  must  fall.  If  I  had  known  four  days  ago  that  you  had 
used  violence — or  at  least  force — in  ejecting  that  soldier  from  the  bar- 
room, I  should  certainly  have  discountenanced  his  further  punishment. 
This  sort  of  thing  cannot  be  tolerated,  Mr.  Hearn. — And,  gentlemen, 
I  say  it  to  you  one  and  all,  this  sort  of  thing  cannot  be  allowed.  It 
creates  a  wrong  impression  among  the  people.  It  gives  the  press  an 
opportunity  to  criticise  our  methods  of  discipline.  It  makes  a  martyr 
of  the  man  in  the  eyes  of  the  public,  and  we  can't  stand  it.  I  have 
felt  compelletl  to  release  him  from  confinement  and  to  direct  the  quash- 
ing of  the  charges  against  him." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  775 

There  was  a  moment  of  dead  silence.  Hearn  was  struggling  to 
control  himself  and  to  protest  that  he  had  used  neither  violence  nor 
any  force  worth  speaking  of.     But  Captain  Brodie  took  the  floor : 

"  I  must  ask  your  pardon,  Colonel  Morris,  but  I  was  witness  to 
that  transaction  from  beginning  to  end,  and  I  myself  ordered  Welsh 
taken  to  the  guard-house.  It  was  after  that,  not  before,  that  force  was 
used.     Welsh  cursed  and  resisted  the  corporal  of  the  guard " 

"  Never  mind,  Captain  Brodie :  what  seems  to  have  infuriated  the 
man,  and  what  has  given  rise  to  all  this  uproar  of  the  press,  is  the  fact 
that  Mr.  Hearn,  as  they  say,  dragged  him  out.  Of  course  that  may 
be  exaggerated." 

"  It's  a  d d  lie,"  muttered  old  Kenyon,  under  his  breath.    "But 

all  the  more  it  goes." 

"  I  do  not  wish  to  be  unjust  to  Mr.  Hearn  in  this  matter,"  con- 
tinued the  colonel.  "But  I  cannot  too  strongly  deplore  the  conse- 
quences of  his — of  his  action.  And  then  in  threatening  to  expel 
civilians  from  the  garrison  I  What  earthly  right  had  you,  Mr.  Hearn, 
to  arrogate  to  yourself  the  faculties  of  commanding  officer?  /am  the 
only  man  to  say  who  shall  and  who  shall  not  be  kept  on  or  oflP  the 
reservation.  And  now,  of  all  men  on  earth  that  you  young  gentlemen 
should  have  been  particularly  careful  not  to  antagonize,  it  turns  out 
that  one  of  them  is  a  representative  of  the  press." 

And,  in  the  full  realization  of  a  circumstance  so  calamitous,  the 
colonel  sank  into  his  chair.  Hearn  would  have  explained  that  he  had 
made  no  personal  threats,  but  Lane's  restraining  hand  was  laid  on  his 
knee. 

"  Patience,  lad  !"  he  whispered.  "  Say  nothing  now.  It  will  all 
come  right  in  the  end." 

"  I'm  sure  I  took  the  utmost  pains  to  be  civil  to  the  a — gentlemen," 
drawled  Martin,  with  his  innocent  eyes  on  the  vacancy  of  the  opposite 
walls.  "  I  implored  Stone  not  to  eject  them.  I  had  to  b^  off  drink- 
ing with  the — a-Israelitish  party  because  I  had  to  shoot.  Of  course, 
colonel,  if  I  had  known  that  the  other  gentleman  was  so  highly  con- 
nected, there's  no  saying  to  what  length  I  wouldn't  have  gone  to  attain 
the  elevation  they  had  already  reached, — one  of  them  at  least.  A 
dozen  drinks,  I  think,  might  have  done  it." 

"  This  is  no  occasion  for  the  exercise  of  your  sarcastic  powers,  Mr. 
Martin,"  said  the  colonel,  severely.  "  It  is  to  be  hoped  your  civility 
was  less  transparent  a  sham  than  your  present  remarks." 

"  Pardon  me,  colonel,"  interposed  Lieutenant  Lee,  whose  seat  was 
near  the  window.     "  Here  comes  the  gentleman  himself." 

Surely  enough,  a  bu^y  drew  up  in  front  of  the  office,  a  bulky 
form  slowly  descended,  and,  with  much  deliberation  of  manner,  Mr. 
Abrams,  of  Chicago,  looked  about  him,  then  proceeded  to  tie  his  horse 
to  a  young  maple  at  the  edge  of  the  walk.  The  orderly  sprang  for- 
ward : 

"  Beg  pardon,  sir,  but  it's  against  orders  to  tie  horses  to  the  trees. 
The  horse-posts  are  across  the  road." 

"  Against  whose  orders  ?"  said  the  gentleman  from  Chicago,  with 
slow  and  impressive  movement,  turning  upon  the  trim  soldier. 


776  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"The  colonel's  orders,  sir.  Even  the  oflBcers  can't  leave  their 
horses  in  front  of  head -quarters,  sir." 

"  My  God  !  Here !  this  will  never  do !"  fidgeted  the  colonel, 
springing  to  his  feet.     "  Mr.  Adjutant,  send  a  man  out  here." 

"Shall  I  take  care  of  the  gentleman's  horse?"  said  Martin,  with 
grave  humility  of  mien,  rising  slowly  to  his  feet,  as  the  colonel  strode 
to  the  door.  But  Morris  was  too  hurried  to  hear  him,  or  even  to  re- 
buke the  titter  with  which  the  words  were  greeted.  By  this  time, 
paying  no  attention  to  the  orderly,  the  representative  of  the  Palladium 
had  reached  the  door-way  and  was  brought  face  to  face  with  the  post 
commander : 

"  Colonel  Morris,  I  presume.  I  am  the  bearer  of  an  order  to  you 
from  department  head-quarters." 

"  Colonel  Morris,  sir,  at  your  service,"  replied  the  post  commander, 

with  much  suavity.     "A  letter,  I  presume.      Walk  in,  Mr. — Mr. 

Take  a  chair,  sir." 

Several  of  the  officers  nearest  the  door  had  risen  promptly,  as 
though  in  readiness  to  receive  with  due  honors  the  colonel's  guest. 
Others  slowly  followed  their  example.  Some  remained  seated  and 
continued  a  low-toned  chat.  All  gradually  resumed  their  seats,  and, 
while  some  with  evident  curiosity  studied  the  appearance  of  the 
stranger,  Brodie  and  Lee  looked  at  him  with  eyes  that  plainly  spoke 
their  resentment,  while  Hearn's  hands  were  clinched  and  his  lips  com- 
pressed. No  word  was  spoken  to  the  new  arrival,  however.  He,  with 
entire  indiflference  of  manner  as  to  all  the  rest,  fixed  his  gaze  upon 
the  commanding  officer,  who  rapidly  read.  The  note  was  short  and 
to  the  point.  Morris  had  reason  to  be  thankful  for  his  diplomatic 
training. 

"  I  am  greatly  pleased  to  give  you  welcome,  Mr.  Abrams,"  he  said, 
extending  his  hand  with  much  apparent  cordiality  of  manner.  "  This, 
while  by  no  means  necessary,  of  couree  adds  to  the  readiness  with  which 
we  open  our  doors  to  you.  Had  I  known  you  were  here  and  desirous 
of  visiting  the  post  for  any  purpose  in  the  interests  of  your  paper,  I 
should  have  found  means  to  welcome  you  before,  and  am  only  sorry  you 
did  not  make  your  presence  known  to  me." 

Major  Kenyon  had  risen  as  the  colonel  was  speaking,  and  now  in 
low  tone  and  with  much  respect  of  manner  accosted  him  : 

"  By  your  leave,  colonel,  if  there  be  nothing  further  in  the  way  of 
business,  may  I  request  your  permission  to  retire  ?" 

"  Certainly,  Major  Kenyon, — And,  gentlemen,  there  were  some 
matters  to  which  I  desired  to  call  your  attention,  but  it  is  so  near  time 
for  *  boots  and  saddles,'  we  will  defer  the  matter  until  to-morrow.  I 
will  not  detain  you  further." 

There  were  one  or  two  among  the  score  of  officers  present  who  de- 
sired to  see  the  colonel  on  some  routine  matters ;  these  contented  them- 
selves with  going  over  to  the  adjutant's  desk,  as  he  entered,  and  whis- 
pering their  requests  to  him  ;  the  others  promptly  took  their  leave  and 
sauntered  out  into  the  sunshine.  Mr.  Abrams  noted  the  occurrence 
with  a  quiet  but  suggestive  smile. 

For  a  moment  no  one  among  the  little  group  seemed  to  find  any- 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  777 

thing  to  say.  It  was  Mr.  Lee  who  gave  the  first  expression  to  personal 
opinion.     He  burst  out  into  a  fit  of  laughter. 

"  I'm  blessed  if  I  can  see  anything  to  laugh  about  in  this  affair, 
Mr.  Lee,"  said  the  major,  whose  face  was  a  shade  moodier  than  ever. 
"  If  anything  was  needed  to  confirm  what  I  have  hitherto  said  on  the 
subject,  here  you  have  it.  Perhaps  it  pleases  you  to  see  a  comrade 
vilified  by  the  press  and  then  bulldozed  by  his  commanding  officer,  who 
well  knows  the  paper  lied,  but  daren't  stand  up  for  one  of  his  subal- 
terns. And  then  to  think  of  the  fellow's  impudence,  announcing  him- 
self as  the  bearer  of  an  order  from  head-quarters !  If  I  had  been  in 
command  I  should  have  told  him  ordere  were  never  sent  by  the  hand 
of  civilians." 

"  Sail  into  the  paper,  if  you  like,  Major  Kenyon,  but  leave  the 
colonel  alone ;  that's  purely  our  business,"  was  the  prompt  reply. — 
"  Captain  Lane,  may  I  ask  if  the  colonel  has  requested  an  invitation  to 
dinner  to-night  for  his  friend  Mr.  Abrams,  of  Chicago?  I  understand 
that  Mrs.  Morris  and  the  chief  are  among  your  guests." 

"  He  hasn't  yet,  Lee,  and,  if  he  should,  the  quartermaster  will  have 
to  knock  down  a  partition,  for  my  dining-room  can  only  hold  twelve  or 
fourteen  by  severe  squeezing." 

*' Captain,"  said  Hearn,  as  they  walked  away,  "I'm  going  to  ask 
you  to  excuse  me  to-night.  I  would  only  be  a  cloud  at  your  feast,  and 
after  what  has  passed  I  don't  feel  as  though  I  could  sit  at  dinner  with 
the  colonel." 

"  Hearn,  my  boy,  you  must  come.  We  are  not  going  to  let  you 
crawl  into  a  corner  now  and  brood  over  this.  It  is  the  very  time  when 
we  want  to  stand  by  you  and  show  how  much  we  hold  you  in  esteem." 

"  Yes,"  was  the  bitter  reply,  "  yes,  my  colonel  has  given  a  glorious 
exhibition  of  what  constitutes  esprit  de  corps  in  the  Eleventh.  No, 
captain,  I  would  do  anything  for  you  or  Mrs.  Lane,  but  I  can  think, 
speak,  dream,  of  nothing  now  but  the  wrong  that  has  been  done  me, 
and  I  would  only  be  a  drag.     You  will  excuse  me,  won't  you  ?" 

"  Come  in,  come  into  the  house,  Hearn,"  answered  Lane,  as  they 
reached  the  gate.  "  Come  in  and  talk  it  over  with  Mrs.  Lane  and  Miss 
Marshall ;  they  will  do  you  good.  They  are  both  full  of  sympathy. 
Come ;  it's  quarter  of  an  hour  before  drill." 

But  Hearn  shook  his  head  and  drew  away. 

"  I  cannot,"  he  said ;  "  I  must  go ;  there's  my  home  letter  yet 
unwritten." 

And  80,  with  Lane's  anxious  eyes  following  him,  he  strode  rapidly 
away  to  his  quarters.     There  Jim  Wallace  joined  him  at  the  gate. 

Three  hours  later,  however,  with  drill  over  and  the  mail  in,  the 
question  of  dinner  became  of  minor  importance.  Marked  copies  of  the 
Palladium  had  been  received  by  several  officers,  and  the  faces  of  the 
group  on  Captain  Lane's  piazza  were  studies. 

" Did  the  orderly  take  one  to  him,  do  you  know?"  asked  Mr.  Lee, 
with  a  world  of  pent-up  indignation  in  his  tone. 

"  One !"  answered  the  major ;  "  one  !  the  insult  wouldn't  be  com- 
plete without  it.  I  think  there  were  a  dozen  papers,  marked  copies,  in 
his  name." 


778  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"  Has  no  one  gone  to  see  him  ?"  asked  Mrs.  Lane,  her  sweet  face 
full  of  sorrow. 

"  The  captain  was  there  when  the  mail  came ;  so  was  Mr.  Wallace," 
answered  Miss  Marshall,  in  low  tones.  "He  seemed  to  anticipate 
something  of  the  kind." 

"This  will  have  a  tendency  to  make  Hearn  rather  homesick,  I 
&ncy,"  drawled  Martin,  after  a  solemn  pause.  "  I  never  quite  appre- 
ciated the  benefit  of  Southern  institutions  before." 

"Sick,  I  admit, — sick  at  heart,  sick  of  his  cherished  profession, 
perhaps ;  but  why  homesick,  Maftin  ?"  queried  the  major. 

"  Oh,  only  because  down  South  they  shoot  a  man  who  publishes  an 
outrageous  slander  like  that,  and  the  jury  brings  in  a  verdict  of  justifi- 
able homicide." 

IX. 

The  afternoon  was  lovely  and  full  of  sunshine.  Thanks  to  the 
startling  and  sensational  disclosures  in  the  Palladium,  the  post  had  be- 
come an  object  of  unusual  interest  to  the  surrounding  populace,  and, 
as  the  hour  for  dress-parade  approached,  vehicles  of  every  description 
came  streaming  across  the  bridge,  and  before  the  trumpet  sounded 
"  first  call"  the  road  in  front  of  the  oflScers'  quarters  was  well  filled 
with  carriages,  buggies,  carry-^lls,  and  light  wagons,  while  some  enter- 
prising livery-stable-keeper  had  fitted  up  a  few  open  stages  and  pla- 
carded them  with  inscriptions  setting  forth  that  "To  the  Fort  and  back 
only  a  quarter"  was  a  luxury  now  within  the  reach  of  everybody. 

The  populace  was  beginning  to  gather  as  the  cavalry  officers  came 
sauntering  back  from  the  stables,  and  Mr.  Abrams,  of  Chicago,  again 
alighted  i'rom  his  buggy  with  an  air  that  fully  conveyed  his  apprecia- 
tion of  the  fact  that  he  was  the  popular  hero  of  the  moment, — the 
daring  journalist  who  had  bearded  the  lion  in  his  den,  had  publicly 
denounced  the  brutality  of  these  arrogant  wearers  of  straps  and  swords, 
and  had  even  brought  to  the  bar  of  justice  one  of  their  number.  There 
was  the  utmost  curiosity  to  see  the  representative  of  the  Palladium,  and 
that  eminent  journalist,  true  to  his  principles  of  conforming  with  the 
views  and  wishes  of  the  public,  graciously  accorded  every  opportunity. 
It  was  in  passing  this  gentleman,  surrounded  by  a  gaping  party  of 
Central  citizens,  that  the  colonel  somewhat  ostentatiously  called  out, 
"Orderly,  give  my  compliments  to  the  adjutant,  and  say  that,  in 
view  of  the  presence  of  so  many  gentlemen  and  ladies  from  town,  I 
desire  him  to  have  the  band  ordered  out  at  once,"  and  went  on  his  way 
amidst  such  audible  evidences  of  popular  approval  as,  "  Ah !  that's 
business  I"  "  Ain't  he  a  Jim  Dandy  ?"  "  That's  my  candidate  for 
Brigadier!"  "He  ain't  no  stuck-up  second  lieutenant!"  And  the  poor 
devils  of  bandsmen,  just  seating  themselves  at  their  supper  of  hot 
potato-stew  and  coffee,  were  compelled  to  drop  the  savory  bowls,  and 
hastily  button  their  full  uniforms  over  their  anything-but-full  stomachs 
and  march  forth  upon  the  parade  to  entertain  the  populace  until  the 
rest  of  the  show  was  ready.  If  but  now  an  apoplectic  stroke  were  to 
create  a  vacancy  among  the  brigadiers,  Morris's  star  might  indeed  be 
in  the  ascendant. 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  770 

It  had  been  the  custom  of  the  ladies  at  Captain  Lane's  to  appear 
on  the  piazza  about  tlie  lime  that  the  officers  came  up  from  evening 
stables,  and,  reinforced  by  the  Whartons,  next  door,  and  sometimes  by 
other  fair  ones,  to  serve  a  fragrant  cup  of  tea  to  such  of  their  regi- 
mental friends  as  had  time  to  drop  in.  To-day,  too,  the  cosey  little 
tables  had  been  set  upon  the  veranda,  but  the  close  proximity  of  the 
southwest  gate,  through  which  all  the  teams  came  driving  in,  and  the 
rude  stares  of  the  occupants  of  the  various  vehicles,  speedily  drove  the 
ladies  away ;  and  Sam  Ling,  the  Chinaman,  an  old  retainer  of  Lane's, 
was  busily  carrying  the  pretty  china  within-doors  again  and  lamenting  in 
voluble  "  pidgin"  the  coating  of  dust  which  had  been  received,  when 
the  captain  walked  by,  with  Hearn  at  his  side.  In  vain  Mrs.  Lane 
called  to  him  from  the  door-way  to  bring  in  any  one  who  would  come. 
He  shook  his  head  and  walked  on,  talking  gravely  and  earnestly  with 
his  younger  friend.  Miss  Marshall,  standing  at  the  window,  noted 
the  inexpressible  sadness  and  distress  in  Hearn's  once  buoyant,  hand- 
some face.  He  had  grown  years  older  in  one  day,  she  thought ;  all 
the  color  had  fled  from  his  sun-tanned  cheeks,  and  the  light  from  his 
brave  blue  eyes  ;  yet  there  was  a  gleam  in  them,  as  he  bent  his  head  to 
talk  with  his  friend  the  captain,  that  spoke  of  the  smouldering  fire 
within.  She  had  thought  him  grossly  wronged  in  the  occurrences  of 
the  previous  day,  but  it  was  the  coming  of  the  Palladium  on  the  noon 
train  that  capped  the  climax.  Omitting  all  the  ingenious  and  alluring 
head-lines,  condensing  the  sensational  details  in  which  the  correspond- 
ent had  worked  up  the  case.  Lieutenant  Hearn  stood  accused  before  the 
whole  United  States  of  having  forcibly  ejected  from  the  reservation  a 
highly-respectable  business-man  who  had  vainly  importuned  him  to 
pay  the  sum  he  for  years  had  owed  the  estate  of  the  former  post  trader, 
"  most  of  it  borrowed  money  to  help  him  out  of  gambling  scrapes," 
and  had  at  last  ventured  to  press  his  claim  in  person,  only  to  be  met 
with  outrage  and  insult.  There  could  be  no  doubt  of  the  truth,  said 
the  correspondent :  the  books  were  open  to  the  whole  world,  if  need  be, 
and  the  sum  involved  exceeded  five  hundred  dollars. 

Georgia  Marshall,  gazing  at  the  pair  from  the  lace-draped  window, 
clasped  her  shapely  white  hands  in  deep  perplexity.  The  slander,  the 
scandal,  the  wrong,  was  spread  world-wide ;  a  refutation  could  never 
overtake  it,  even  with  the  proofs  of  utter  innocence  at  hand,  and  where 
were  they  ? 

It  was  some  comfort  at  least  that  he  should  look  up,  and,  as  though 
in  search  of  one  friendly  face,  search  the  window  with  his  sad  blue 
eyes.  He  should  feel  that,  no  matter  what  the  press  might  say  and 
the  Jews  might  swear  to,  more  than  one  among  his  friends  believed  in 
him  through  thick  and  thin.  Her  dark  eyes  were  full  of  sorrow  and 
sympathy,  and  yet  flashing  with  scorn  of  his  defamer.  And  it  was 
this  picture  of  her  face,  framed  by  those  shimmering  curtains  and  by 
the  trailing,  twining  tendrils  of  smilax  that  hung  thickly  about  the 
window,  that  suddenly  met  his  troubled  gaze,  and  that  he  carried  in 
his  memory  day  and  night  long,  long  after. 

Half  an  hour  later  the  orderly  came  hurrying  to  Captain  Lane's 
quarters  with  a  note,  and  then  ran  on  down  to  the  stables. 


780  '  ^N  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"  This  will  settle  the  question  for  you,  Mabel,"  said  Lane,  who  was 
getting  into  parade  uniform.  "  Colonel  Lawler  comes  on  the  sunset 
train,  and  Colonel  Morris  writes  to  know  whether  we  cannot  excuse 
him,  or  whether,  percliance,  there  should  be  room  for  one  more." 

"  Oh,  Fred,  and  we've  got  to  say  yes,  for  Mr.  Hearn  won't  come," 
answered  Mrs.  Mabel,  with  grief  in  her  eyes.     "  We've  got  to  say, 

*  Bring  him  by  all  means ;'  and  yet  how  I  hate  to  have  our  pretty 
dinner  spoilt !     If  the  train  could  only  be  late  !" 

"That  would  spoil  it  still  more,  Mabel,  for  then  your Oh  !" 

said  the  captain,  suddenly  recollecting  himself,  and  turning  back  to 
his  particular  little  shaving-mirror,  before  which  he  began  busily 
arranging  the  loop  of  his  gold  helmet  cord. 

"  For  then  ?"  exclaimed  pretty  Mrs.  Lane,  speeding  across  the 
space  between  her  toilet-table  and  her  liege-lord's  shaving- corner,  and 
laying  her  white  hands  upon  his  shoulder-knots  and  gazing  up  into  his 

half-averted  face  with  sparkling  eyes, — "  For  then,  you  dear  old 

You  haven't  sent  East  for  flowers  ?" 

"  Perhaps  it  was  some  other  fellow,  then,"  said  the  captain,  du- 
biously. 

"  Oh,  Fred,  you  darling !  I  hadn't  hoped  for  anything  half  so 
lovely.  Will  they  be  here  on  this  train,  really?  That's  why  you 
didn't  want  dinner  served  until  so  late,  was  it?  Georgia  and  I  were 
saying,  just  now,  if  we  only  had  a  few  flowers  the  table  would  be 
perfect.  I  must  run  and  tell  her."  And  impulsively  she  raised  lier 
soft  lips  to  his  face  and  kissed  him  enthusiastically.  "You  are  so 
thoughtful,  Fred !" 

"  Very,"  he  responded,  with  much  gravity  of  mien.  "And  that's 
what  prompted  me  to  suggest  to  your  ladyship  the  propriety  of  throwing 
a  wrapper  over  those  snowy  shoulders.  The  orderly  has  left  the  hall 
door  open,  and  all  Central  City  seems  out  here  to-night.    There  goes  the 

*  assembly,'  and  your  train  should  be  here  in  fifteen  minutes.  I  suppose 
I  can  tell  the  colonel  as  he  drives  past  on  the  way  down  to  meet  him  ?" 

Ordinarily  the  announcement  of  the  advent  of  some  such  high  func- 
tionary as  the  judge-advocate  of  the  division  would  have  been  quite 
sufficient  to  induce  the  colonel  to  turn  over  the  command  at  parade  to 
Major  Kenyon  and  to  go  forthwith  to  meet  the  coming  man.  But 
here  was  the  ^lite  of  Central  City,  as  well  as  a  strong  delegation  of  the 
masses,  gathered  to  see  the  garrison,  and  Morris  particularly  prided 
himself  upon  the  soldierly  grace  and  style  with  which  he  presided  at 
the  most  stately  ceremony  of  the  militifry  day.  If  he  were  to  fail  to 
appear  at  the  head  of  his  troops,  if  all  that  line  of  officers  were  to 
march  to  the  front  and  salute  Major  Kenyon  instead  of  him,  people 
might  really  get  the  idea  that  it  was  the  infantry  field-officer  who  was 
the  post  commander,  not  himself.  No.  In  all  the  yellow  radiance  of 
his  cavalry  plumage  Morris  strode  forth  from  his  veranda  and  stood 
revealed  in  the  rays  of  the  westering  sun.  His  orderly  hastened 
through  the  groups  on  the  gravelled  road  in  front,  and,  halting,  raised 
his  hand  in  picturesque  salute,  the  eyes  of  Central  City  looking  on  : 

"  The  colonel's  messages  are  delivered,  and  the  carriage  will  oe  at 
the  station." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  781 

"  Very  well,  Brooks.  Now  you  yourself  go  down  and  be  on  the 
lookout  for  Colonel  Lawler,  a  tall,  sandy-haired,  sandy-bearded  man, 
rather  slender,  nearly  sixty  years  of  age ;  report  to  hira,  and  get  his 
baggage  into  the  wagonette  and  bring  him  here  to  my  quarters,  and 
'say  that  I  would  have  met  him,  but  was  detained  at  parade." 

Again  the  orderly  saluted,  then  faced  about  and  strode  away  through 
the  swarm  of  curious  eyes  which  followed  him  a  moment,  then  turned 
once  more  upon  the  gorgeous  and  gleaming  proportions  of  the  warrior 
putting  on  his  white  leather  gloves  and  buttoning  them  at  the  wrist 
with  much  delil)eration.  Mrs.  Morris  being  in  her  own  room  arraying 
herself  for  the  Lane  diimer-party,  and  the  veranda  being  vacant,  he 
then  called  to  his  adjutant,  who  came  along  the  pathway  at  the  moment, 
a  vision  of  floating  yellow  plume  and  brilliant  aiguillette,  and  after  a 
moment's  conversation  with  his  chief  that  young  gentleman  made  his 
way  to  where  a  couple  of  town  carriages  were  drawn  up  along  the 
edge  of  the  parade  and  presented  the  colonel's  compliments  to  the  occu- 
pants, the  ladies  of  the  postmaster's  and  leading  banker's  households, 
inviting  them  to  bring  their  friends  and  come  and  sit  on  his  piazza. 
Mr.  Abrams,  of  Chicago,  who  was  at  the  moment  the  centre  of  a  knot 
of  men,  young  and  old,  quitted  their  society,  and,  with  his  customary 
deliberation,  sauntered  over,  opened  the  colonel's  gate,  and  with  careless 
ease  of  manner  accosted  that  official,  "  Fine  evening,  colonel,"  and 
then  lowered  himself  into  the  nearest  chair  just  as  the  officer,  with  a 
face  that  flushed  unmistakably,  excused  himself,  passed  him  by,  and 
hastened  down  the  steps  to  greet  the  entering  ladies,  while  the  adjutant, 
hurrying  on  to  where  his  sergeant-major  was  awaiting  him  at  the 
edge  of  the  greensward,  signalled  the  band,  and  the  stirring  notes  of 
"adjutant's  call,"  followal  by  the  burst  of  martial  strains  in  swing- 
ing six-eight  time,  heralded  the  coming  of  the  troops  of  the  whole 
command. 

Company  after  company,  the  cavalry  from  the  west,  the  infantry 
from  the  east  end  of  tlie  quadrangle  came  marching  forth  upon  the 
level  green  carpet,  seemingly  intermingling  in  confusion  as  they  neared 
the  centre,  yet  unerringly  and  unhesitatingly  marching  onward,  until 
presently,  with  the  solid  blue-and-white  battalion  in  the  centre,  and 
with  the  yellow-plumed  helmets  of  the  cavalry  parading  afoot  on  both 
flanks,  the  long  statuesque  line  stretched  nearly  half-way  across  the 
longest  axis  of  the  quadrangle.  Company  after  company  the  white- 
gloved  hands  clasped  in  front  of  each  man  as  its  commander  ordered, 
"  Parade  rest,"  and  Colonel  Mbrris  himself,  who  had  with  much  delib- 
erate dignity  of  manner  marched  out  in  front  of  the  centre,  now  stood 
in  solitary  state  with  folded  arms  and  glanced  quickly  along  the  mo- 
tionless line,  while  back  of  him  some  thirty  yards,  all  along  the  edge 
of  the  parade,  in  buggies,  carry-alls,  'busses,  in  long  sombre  rank  afoot, 
Central  City  looked  admiringly  on.  For  a  moment  the  main  interest 
seemed  to  centre  on  Lieutenant  Hearn,  and  fingers  could  be  seen 
pointed,  and  voices  heard  announcing,  "  That's  him,"  as  he  stood,  tall 
and  erect,  in  front  of  the  troop  he  was  commanding  in  old  Blauvelt's 
absence. 

With  flourish  of  trumpets  and  three  resounding  ruffles  the  band 


782  ^^'  ARMF  PORTIA. 

swept  out  from  the  right  front,  and  then  all  eyes  were  suddenly  greeted 
by  an  unaccustomed  sight.  On  the  troops,  long  schooled  in  military 
etiquette,  the  effect  was  not  at  the  time  apparent, — neither  by  word  nor 
sign  was  there  indication  that  anything  unusual  had  occurred ;  but  in 
the  populace,  long  accustomed  to  individual  visits  to  the  fort  and  to 
observation  of  its  military  requirements,  "  Keep  off  the  grass"  and  by 
no  means  intrude  upon  the  space  reserved  for  military  exercises,*  the 
sensation  was  immediate.  Elbowing  his  way  through  the  crowd  stand- 
ing at  the  edge  of  the  parade-ground,  with  cigar  tip-tilted  in  his 
mouth,  his  light  spring  overcoat  thrown  back,  with  the  same  cool  delib- 
eration that  characterized  all  his  movements  the  representative  of  the 
Palladium  sauntered  forth  upon  the  sacred  precincts,  and,  never  hesi- 
tating until  he  had  almost  reached  the  commanding  oflScer,  presently 
came  to  a  species  of  "  parade  rest"  of  his  own,  half  sitting  on  the 
backs  of  his  hands,  which  were  supported  on  the  knob  of  his  massive 
cane,  and  there  coolly  surveyed  the  proceedings  from  the  very  spot 
reserved  for  the  adjutant,  one  yard  to  the  rear  and  three  to  the  left 
of  the  commanding  officer. 

Some  of  the  soldiers  in  ranks,  unable  to  repress  their  merriment  at 
the  sight  of  so  unusual  a  breach  of  etiquette,  could  not  refrain  from 
tittering.  The  voices  of  the  file-closers  could  almost  be  heard  in  stern, 
low-toned  reproach  :  "  Stop  that  laughing,  Murphy !"  "  Quiet,  there, 
Duffy  !"  Morris  himself  could  see  that  something  unusual  was  going 
on,  but,  totally  unconscious  that  his  own  official  precincts  were  the 
scene  of  the  solecism,  never  changed  his  position,  but  stood  there 
statuesque,  soldierly,  and  precise,  all  unconscious  of  his  self-appointed 
staff-officer  slouching  behind  him.  As  for  Mr.  Abrams,  happy  in  the 
conviction  that  the  people  could  not  but  look  on  and  envy  the  proud 
prominence  of  the  representative  of  the  press,  he  appeared  to  have  no 
other  care  than  that  of  the  criticism  due  the  public  of  the  martial 
exercises  now  taking  place.  That  it  was  probably  the  colonel's  inten- 
tion to  make  a  speech  of  some  kind  to  his  men,  Mr.  Abrams  did  not 
doubt,  and  that  the  Palladium  should  have  every  word  of  it  he  fully 
intended. 

The  band  by  this  time  was  hammering  half-way  down  the  line,  and 
the  officer  of  the  day,  coming  suddenly  in  the  northwest  gate  from  a 
visit  to  the  guard,  became  aware  that  something  was  exciting  the  mer- 
riment of  the  few  men  on  the  verandas  of  the  cavalry  quarters,  and 
then  caught  sight  of  this  strange  figure  out  on  the  parade.  He  looked 
hurriedly  about  in  search  of  the  colonel's  orderly,  but  Brooks,  as  we 
have  seen,  had  already  gone  on  his  mission  to  the  station.  Not  a  soul 
was  there  to  whom  he  could  intrust  the  duty,  yet  he  knew  he  could  not 
allow  such  a  breach  of  military  propriety  to  occur  right  under  his  eyes. 
There  seemed  no  help  for  it;  he  had  to  go  himself;  and,  by  no  means 
liking  his  duty,  Captain  Cross,  of  the  infantry,  hastened  out  on  the 
parade,  and  with  the  eyes  of  both  lines  upon  him,  though  the  heads 
of  the  troops  remained  scrupulously  fixetl  to  the  front,  he  stepped  up 
to  Mr.  Abrams,  tapped  him  on  the  shoulder,  and  civilly  .said, — 

"I  beg  your  pardon,  sir,  but  no  one  is  allowed  on  the  parade- 
ground.     I  shall  have  to  trouble  you  to  fall  back  to  the  road- way." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  783 

Mr.  Abrams  looked  angrily  around.  What !  Be  compelled  to 
quit  his  position  ? — to  fall  back  in  humiliation  before  all  those  people 
and  meekly  take  his  station  among  them,  and  actually  to  have  to  con- 
fess that,  after  all,  a  newspaper  man  wasn't  the  monarch  of  all  he 
surveyed  ?     Never ! 

"  I'm  here  in  the  interests  of  the  journal  I  represent,  and  I  have 
full  authority  from  the  commanding  general  to  inspect  anything  at  this 
post,"  was  his  instant  answer,  accompanied  by  a  shrug  of  his  shoulders 
and  an  ugly  scowl. 

"  I  cannot  help  that,"  was  Cross's  cool  yet  civil  reply.  "  You  can 
see  just  as  well  from  the  edge  of  the  parade,  and  here  you  will  be  in 
the  way."  j 

"  I  can't  see  it  clear  back  there,  and  I  mean  to  stay  where  I  can  see 
and  hear.  If  there's  anything  I  don't  understand,  I  wish  to  be  where 
Colonel  Morris  can  explain." 

Thanks  to  the  banging  of  the  band,  all  this  was  inaudible  to  the 
colonel,  who  remained  in  blissful  ignorance  of  the  colloquy  taking 
place  so  near  him. 

"  You  cannot  stay  here,  sir,"  was  the  firm,  low-toned  answer.  "  I 
will  take  pains  to  explain  everything  to  you  after  you  retire  some  twenty 
yards,  but  I  trust  you  will  not  make  it  necessary  for  me  to  be  more 
imperative.     Come,  sir." 

And  so,  with  the  worst  possible  grace,  Mr.  Abrams  had  to  give 
ground,  and,  accompanied  by  the  officer  of  the  day,  fall  back  to  the 
general  throng.  To  cover  his  mortification  as  much  as  possible.  Crass, 
in  a  smiling  and  courteous  manner,  went  on  to  explain  the  purpose 
and  details  of  the  parade.  But  Abrams  only  turned  angrily  away. 
Twice  he  essayed  to  stop  and  face  about,  but  Cross  was  getting  his 
blood  up  by  this  time,  and  determinedly  marched  along  to  the  very 
edge  of  the  tittering  line  of  towns-people,  and  there,  raising  his  cap, 
said,  with  the  utmost  civility, — 

"  And  now,  sir,  if  I  can  be  of  the  faintest  assistance  in  making 
this  ceremony  clear  to  you,  command  me.  You  will  observe  that  the 
adjutant  is  coming  out  to  occupy  the  very  position  you  were  in." 

But  Mr.  Abrams  was  in  the  sulks,  as  was  to  be  expected,  and  still 
more  wrathfuUy  turned  his  back,  refusing  to  listen,  so  that  Cross 
promptly  left  him  to  his  own  devices.  The  representative  of  the 
Palladium  had  sense  enough  not  to  attempt  to  resume  his  place,  but 
he  had  lost  interest  in  the  performance  simultaneously  with  his  own 
loss  of  prestige  among  the  crowd,  and  so,  after  a  moment's  wavering, 
he  turned  about,  and  shouldered  his  sullen  way  toward  his  buggy, 
only  stopping  long  enough  to  inquire  of  a  civilian  the  name  of  the 
officer. 

"Cross,  eh?  Captain  Cross.  Sure  of  that,  are  you?  All  right; 
I'll  fix  him,"  he  growled  between  his  set  teeth  as  he  strode  away. 

When  a  few  moments  later  the  long  line  of  officers  halted  in  front 
of  the  colonel  and  raised  their  hands  in  simultaneous  salute,  he  re- 
sponded with  something  less  than  his  customary  graceful  deliberation, 
and  inquired, — 

"  What  on  earth  was  going  on  there,  that  there  was  so  much  gig- 


784  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

gling  in  ranks?  It  was  mainly  in  front  of  you,  Mr.  Martin.  Have 
you  been  attempting  any  witticisms,  sir?" 

"  Not  that  I  can  now  recall,  colonel,"  responded  Martin,  with  his 
usual  drawl.  "  Possibly  the  appearance  of  our  Chicago  friend  in  the 
r6le  of  adjutant  was  what  prompted  their  merriment.  If  you  invited 
him  to  accompany  you,  I  triftt  you  will  excuse  it." 

"  Whom  do  you  mean,  and  what  do  you  mean  ?" 

"  Why,  Mr.  Abrams  took  post  on  your  left  and  rear,  sir,  until 
Cross  invited  him  elsewhere.  I'm  sorry  for  Cross  :  he  has  a  wife  and 
family,  and  yonder  goes  the  gentleman,  bound  for  the  telegraph-office, 
no  doubt.     What  won't  the  Palladium  say  now  ?" 

"  You  don't  mean  he  was  right  here  by  me  during  parade  ?"  said 
Morris,  growing  very  red.  * 

"Certainly,  sir,"  spoke  Captain  Brodie.  "You  could  have  smelt 
his  cigar  if  the  wind  hadn't  been  blowing  from  the  stables." 

But  the  appearance  of  the  wagonette  whirling  into  garrison  with 
the  tall  form  of  Colonel  Lawler,  a  dust-colored  figure  from  the  crown 
of  his  felt  hat  down  to  his  very  boots,  put  an  end  to  further  remarks. 
Morris  hastened  to  meet  his  guest,  merely  nodding  response  to  Lane's 
courteous  invitation  to  bring  him  to  dinner. 


Captain  Lane's  quarters,  as  has  been  said,  were  charmingly  furnished, 
and  adorned  With  attractive  pictures  and  bric-^-brac.  The  dining-room 
was  small,  as  dining-rooms  generally  are  in  army  garrisons,  but  by  dint 
of  moving  out  the  stove  which  until  now  had  cumbered  one  corner,  and 
then  crowding  the  sideboard  into  its  place,  sufficient  room  had  been 
gained  to  admit  of  extending  the  table  diagonally  and  seating  fourteen 
people  thereat.  And  now,  with  the  curtains  drawn,  but  the  soft  even- 
ing breeze  playing  through  the  open  casement  and  the  broad  hall- 
way, in  the  soft  yet  brilliant  light  of  dozens  of  wax  candles  set  in 
sconces  on  the  walls  or  in  heavy  candelabra  on  the  damask-covered 
board,  a  merry  party  had  gathered  for  one  of  the  "lovely  dinners"  for 
which  Mi's.  Lane  was  already  famous.  Three  of  the  infantry  captains 
were  present, .with  their  wives.  Pretty  Jeannette  McCrea,  who  was  visit- 
ing the  Burnhams,  was  escorted  in  by  Dr.  Ingersoll,  popularly  reputed 
to  1)6  an  intractable  bachelor,  yet  privately  believed  to  be  melting  be- 
neath the  tenderness  of  that  young  lady's  sweet  blue  eyes ;  and  Georgia 
Marshall  found  herself  sitting  vis-d-via  with  Mrs.  Brodie,  a  somewhat 
portly  matron,  who  seemed  capable  of  imbibing  information  through 
every  pore  and  storing  it  for  further  use,  and  yet  at  the  same  time 
imparting  new  and  startling  opinions  on  all  current  topics  with  intensi- 
fied volubility.  Her  eyes  took  in  every  detail  of  the  tasteful  appoint- 
ments of  the  table.  Her  nostrils  inhaled  the  fragrance  of  the  roses  and 
carnations  lavished  on  every  hand.  Her  lips  parted  to  receive  the 
succulent  little  clam — rare  and  unaccustomed  luxury  west  of  the  Mis- 
souri, yet  easily  expressed  from  St.  Louis — and  to  give  utterance  at  the 
same  instant  to  liveliest  comments  upon  the  unusual  feature  of  that 
evening's  parade.     It  was  not  until  after  soup  and  the  tiny  thimbleful 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  785 

of  sherry  that  audible  conversation  seemed  to  extend  beyond  her,  and 
then  Miss  Marshall,  who  had  been  endeavoring  to  entertain  Captain 
Brodie  and  distract  his  mind  from  contemplation  of  his  better  half^s 
undaunted  conversational  powers,  found  herself  addressed  by  the  gentle- 
man on  her  right : 

"  And  so  you  are  from  Cincinnati,  Miss  Marshall,  and  paying  your 
first  visit  to  the  West?     Now,  what  do  you  think  of  the  army?" 

"  Pardon  me.  Colonel  Lawler,  but  isn't  that  a  trifle  like  the  query 
we  are  said  to  propound  to  Englishmen  who  have  just  landed  ? — How 
do  you  like  America?" 

"But  I  inferred  that  you  had  been  here  long  enough  to  form  an 
opinion." 

"  To  form  one  vaguely,  pertiaps,  but  probably  not  long  enough  to 
subject  it  to  the  test  of  experience." 

"  And  do  you  never  express  opinions  until  assured  of  their  justice  ? 
Really,  Miss  Marshall,  I  must  compliment  you  on  such  wisdom  and 
discretion.     You  should  have  been  a  lawyer." 

"  Yes,  colonel  ? — and  that,  I  understand,  is  your  profession.  Now 
I  am  indeed  complimented." 

Colonel  Lawler's  eyes  had  been  wandering  about  the  table  as  he 
spoke,  but  now  he  turned  suddenly  and  suspiciously  upon  the  girl  at 
his  side.  He  was  a  man  of  singular  mental  mould.  He  had  been  a 
clerk  in  the  oflBce  of  his  uncle,  a  prominent  lawyer  in  the  distant  East ; 
had  had  merely  a  common-school  education,  and  was  laboriously  read- 
ing law,  when  his  patron  found  himself  suddenly  called  upon  to  assume 
responsible  duties  at  the  national  capital,  and  hastened  thither,  taking 
his  clerk  with  him.  Lawler  at  that  time  was  nearly  thirty-five,  and 
had  not  yet  been  called  to  the  bar.  It  was  the  third  year  of  the  great 
war.  His  patron  soon  found  that  the  requirements  of  his  ofiice  were 
such  that  a  man  of  far  higher  attainments  would  be  needed  as  secretary, 
and,  being  thrifty  and  unwilling  to  pay  the  salary  of  a  clerk  out  of  his 
own  pocket,  he  decided  on  the  not  unusual  expedient  of  shunting  him 
off  on  a  paternal  government.  Lawler  had  no  idea  whatever  of  enter- 
ing the  army  as  one  of  the  fighting  force,  but  the  proposition  of  his 
uncle  was  almost  dazzling.  He  wasn't  much  of  a  lawyer,  to  be  sure, 
but  quite  good  enough  for  the  purpose,  said  the  old  gentleman  to  him- 
self. And  so  it  resulted  that  the  green  New-Englander  was  transferred 
to  a  clerkship  in  the  bureau  of  military  justice,  and  speedily  blossomed 
out  as  a  major  and  judge-advocate  of  volunteers,  with  station  in  the  city 
of  Washington.  The  first  thing  the  excellent  fellow  did,  after  getting 
his  uniform  and  sword,  was  to  post  off  to  the  Granite  State  and  marry 
the  middle-aged  maiden  who  for  ten  years  had  been  patiently  waiting 
the  day  when  he  could  accumulate  enough  money  to  buy  a  little  home, 
and,  with  his  bride,  he  returned  to  honest  toil  at  the  department.  No 
man  ever  worked  harder  to  master  the  details  of  unaccustomed  duties, 
and  no  man,  probably,  ever  encountered  greater  difficulties.  But  such 
was  his  perseverance  that  he  became  a  walking  glossary  of  information 
on  army  legal  affairs.  It  was  not  that  he  ever  mastered  the  niceties  of 
martial  jurisprudence,  but  he  knew  the  inside  history  of  every  case  that 
came  up  for  trial  in  the  bulky  records  of  the  bureau.  He  could  quote 
Vol.  XLVI.— 61 


786  ^-^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

the  charges  and  specifications  preferred  against  any  and  every  officer, 
the  findings  of  the  court,  the  names  of  the  principal  witnesses,  of  the 
judge-advocate  and  the  members,  and  little  by  little  the  seniors  in  the 
office  had  grown  so  to  lean  upon  his  memory  and  his  opinion  that  he 
became  an  almost  indispensable  feature.  And  so  when  Peace  once  more 
spread  her  wings  over  the  troubled  walls  of  the  Capitol,  and  the  array 
was  sent  home,  and  a  chosen  few  were  retained  from  the  million  of 
volunteers  to  close  up  the  records  and  accounts  of  that  vast  establish- 
ment, the  bureau  announced  that  it  couldn't  get  along  without  Major 
Lawler,  and  Lawler  was  shrewd  enough  to  see  his  way  to  a  life-position. 
With  the  brevet  of  lieutenant-colonel  for  faithful  and  meritorious  ser- 
vices during  a  war  in  which  he  had  not  once  heard  the  whistle  of  a 
bullet,  he  was  presently  announced  as  transferred  to  the  permanent 
establishment  and  duly  commissioned  one  of  the  array  of  officers  of  the 
regular  army. 

At  this  time  his  sole  acquaintance  with  the  gentlemen  with  whom 
his  future  lot  was  to  be  cast  was  what  he  had  derived  from  the  court- 
martial  proceedings  which  for  three  years  he  had  spent  ten  to  twelve 
hours  a  day  in  reviewing;  and,  knowing  them  through  that  medium 
alone,  it  became  somewhat  difficult  for  him  to  estimate  them  through 
any  other  when  at  last  he  was  ordered  to  duty  at  a  far- Western  city  as 
judge-advocate  of  a  division.  He  had  been  so  many  years  within  the 
shadow  of  the  War  Department  that  army  life  in  any  other  shape  looked 
to  him  as  might  a  strange  garret  to  an  exiled  cat.  When  he  met  an 
officer  for  the  first  time  his  mind  reverted  to  the  records  which  he  had 
reviewed  :  this  was  not  the  man  who  led  the  assault  on  Bloody  Angle 
at  Spottsylvania,  who  planted  the  first  colors  on  the  heights  of  Mission 
Ridge,  who  made  the  perilous  night  ride  to  Crook  after  the  disaster 
of  the  Little  Horn,  but  the  officer  who  preferred  the  charges  against 
Colonel  Blank,  or  who  was  tried  for  duplicating  pay-accounts  at  Nash- 
ville, or  who  was  the  unwilling  witness  in  the  case  of  old  Barry  at  Fort 
Fetterman.  To  his  pragmatical  mind  every  soldier  was  a  past  or  pros- 
pective figurant  before  a  court-martial,  and  long  contemplation  of  in- 
numerable counts  in  the  shape  of  specifications  had  so  charged  his  mind 
with  distrust  of  his  fellow-men  that,  whatsoever  might  be  his  rank  or 
record,  no  officer  stood  so  high  as  to  be  above  suspicion,  none  so  im- 
pregnable that,  judiciously  handled,  a  court  could  not  down  him.  "I 
consider  it  my  bounden  duty,"  he  had  once  said,  "  to  convict  an  officer 
if  I  possibly  can."  And  while  in  his  regard  an  acquittal  might  tem- 
porarily and  partially  vindicate  the  party  accused,  it  must  forever 
blight  the  fair  fame  of  the  judge-advocate  who  tried  the  case. 

Some  years  of  rubbing  had  so  far  modified  his  original  views  as  to 
teach  him  that  until  charges  were  actually  preferred  it  was  not  well  to 
look  upon  any  of  his  new  associates  as  actually  and  absolutely  attainted. 
But,  once  that  formality  had  been  accomplished,  primd  facie  evidence 
of  guilt  was  firmly  established,  and  only  with  reluctance  and  inward, 
if  not  active,  rebellion  could  he  bring  himself  to  accept  a  verdict  other- 
wise. Proceedings  of  courts  which  convicted  he  skimmed  through 
with  lenient  eye;  there  could  be  no  error  there.  But  when,  as  was 
his  invariable  custom,  he  glanced  at  the  findings  before  beginning  the 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  787 

review,  and  there  discovered  the  unwelcome  words  "  not  guilty/'  no 
vigilance  could  exceed  that  with  which  he  scrutinized  every  line  of  the 
record,  hoping  anywhere  to  light  upon  a  flaw.  Friends  in  the  service 
at  large  he  neither  sought  nor  made.  Secure  in  his  position,  abste- 
mious, frugal,  and  even  niggardly,  he  had  no  small  vices  on  which  to 
trip.  Life  to  him  was  one  long  contemplation  of  the  failings  of  his 
fellow-men. 

And  this  was  the  gentleman  who,  being  on  some  temporary  inves- 
tigation within  the  lines  of  the  department,  had  received  telegraphic 
orders  to  proceed  at  once  to  Ryan  and  look  into  the  matters  thus  loudly 
heralded  by  the  press.  Standing  not  upon  the  order  of  his  going,  he 
had  taken  the  first  train,  and  reached  the  post  at  nightfall,  eager  to 
begin.  It  was  a  source  of  positive  discomfort  to  him  to  find  that  he 
was  expected  by  the  post  commander  to  dine  at  Captain  Lane's ;  but 
his  uneasiness  was  in  no  wise  due  to  the  lack  of  proper  apparel.  The 
colonel  and  the  other  oflficers  were  in  full  uniform,  as  was  army  custom 
then,  before  a  merciful  and  level-headed  general  authorized  the  wearing 
of  civilian  evening  dress  on  such  occasions.  But  Colonel  Lawler  was 
quite  at  ease  in  a  travelling-suit  of  rusty  tweeds.  Morris  had  offered 
the  colonel  the  use  of  his  own  dress-suit,  and  in  fact  had  rather  urged 
it,  as  due  to  Mrs.  Lane,  but  Lawler  promptly  replied  that  Mrs.  Lane 
must  have  known  when  she  asked  him  that  he  did  not  travel  around 
on  military  duty  with  a  spike-tailed  coat,  and  declared  that  he  thought 
it  all  unnecessary.  "  Spike-tailed  coats  are  too  high-toned  for  me,  any- 
how. I  never  see  a  man  in  one  but  what  he  reminds  me  of  some 
butler  I've  seen  in  Washington."  Morris  said  no  more,  but  Mrs. 
Morris  had  looked  volumes,  and  it  was  very  ruefully  indeed  that  the 
colonel  presented  his  visitor  to  their  gracious  hostess.  Dinner  was 
announced  almost  immediately,  and,  ignoring  for  the  time-being  the 
young  lady  whom  he  had  taken  in  on  his  arm,  Lawler  sat  for  some 
minutes  looking  in  no  little  surprise  about  him.  The  sight  of  so  much 
elegance  at  a  frontier  table  could  only  convey  to  his  mind  the  vague 
impression  of  peculation  in  the  past.  He  was  surprised  to  find  that 
Lane  could  have  had  no  connection  whatever  with  "cotton  cases" 
during  the  war. 

And  now  was  this  young  girl  with  the  big  dark  eyes,  looking  so 
frankly  yet  scrutinizingly  up  into  his  face,  quizzing  him  ?  The  fact 
that  for  nearly  a  quarter  of  a  century  he  had  been  a  commissioned 
officer  and  was  now  high  in  rank,  if  not  in  public  esteem,  had  given 
him  a  certain  self-confidence  of  manner,  and  the  consciousness  of  being 
the  custodian  of  a  host  of  official  secrets  added  to  his  sense  of  self-im- 
portance. Yet,  small  and  suspicious  by  nature,  he  was  forever  looking 
for  some  covert  ridicule.  He  had  come  to  the  board  a  total  stranger 
to  Captain  and  Mrs.  Lane,  yet  he  felt  a  certain  sense  of  superiority  to 
them  because  he  could,  were  he  so  disposed,  tell  that  young  matron  a 
host  of  ugly  things  about  her  first  husband.  Of  Lane  himself  he 
knew  little  or  nothing  beyond  the  fact  that  the  proceedings  of  courts- 
martial  of  which  he  had  served  as  judge-advocate  were  always  correct. 
That  he  was  known  in  the  fighting  force  of  the  army  as  a  brilliant  and 
gallant  soldier,  who  had  been  through  many  a  hard  campaign  and  had 


78g  '  AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

twice  or  thrice  been  wounded,  was  of  no  avail  in  Lawler's  eyes.  That 
might  be  a  very  proper  thing  in  its  way,  but  did  not  interest  him. 
Just  now  he  was  casting  up  in  his  mind  the  probable  cost  of  the  dainty 
feast  and  wondering  what  means  Lane  had  outside  his  pay.  Miss 
Marshall,  being  from  Cincinnati,  would  doubtless  know  something,  and 
he  proposed  to  put  her  on  the  witness-stand  forthwith,  but,  lawyer-like, 
to  lead  up  to  the  matter  by  adroit  circumlocution.  Yet  at  the  first 
clumsily-essayed  compliment  she  had  looked  up  into  his  face,  a  merry 
light  in  her  big,  dark',  scrutinizing  eyes,  and  he  became  instantly  sus- 
picious that  she  was  quizzing  him.  Lawler  reddened  at  the  very 
thought. 

"  You  seem  to  have  a  very  correct  appreciation  of  the  legal  profes- 
sion," he  said,  however,  with  an  effort  at  a  gallant  bow.  "  Most  young 
women,  I  fancy,  are  far  more  partial  to  that  of  a  soldier,  for  instance." 

"  Most  women,  you  know,  admire  courage  and  truth  and  straight- 
forwardness, colonel." 

"  And  you  mean  that  these  are  more  frequent  in  the  army — that  is, 
among  the — the  officers  of  the  line — than  in  the  legal  profession,  I 
suppose.  Now,  Miss  Marshall,  a  celebrated  chief  justice,  from  whom 
you  may  be  descended,  as  you  bear  the  same  name,  was  the  embodiment 
of  all  these  traits." 

"  And  his  mantle  fell  on  the  shoulders  of  many,  I  doubt  not,  col- 
onel ;  but — was  it  big  enough  to  go  round  ?" 

"  I'm  afraid  you're  satirical.  Miss  Marshall,"  said  Lawler,  with  a 
superior  smile.  "You  young  ladies  not  infrequently  see  only  the 
glamour  and  froth  of  army  characteristics.  We  who  have  spent  many 
years  in  the  endeavor  to  keep  the  army  straight  cannot  look  upon  the 
officers  quite  as  partially  as  you  do.  We  see  both  sides  of  the  double 
lives  led  by  so  many  of  the  *  youngsters'  in  the  line." 

"Only  by  the  line,  colonel,  and  by  the  young  officers?  Then  who 
looks  after  the  staff,  and  the  elders?"  And  Miss  Marshall's  face  was 
bubbling  over  with  fun. 

"  They  have  stood  the  test  of  years.  Miss  Marshall,  and  need  no 
guardian,  as  do  these  young  fellows  who  so  captivate  school-girls,"  an- 
swered Lawler,  shifting  uneasily  in  his  chair.  "  Now,  Mrs.  Brodie  has 
a  mature  conception  of  their  merits  and  defects.  She  was  speaking  of 
this  very  case  of  Mr.  Hearn's  a  moment  ago. — You  seem  to  have 
known  him  quite  a  while,  Mrs.  Brodie.  Were  you  ever  stationed  to- 
gether?" 

"  My !  no.  Colonel  Lawler  :  only  one  cannot  help  hearing  things," 
answered  Mrs.  Brodie,  totally  unaware  of  the  facial  contortions  of  her 
better  half,  who  was  helplessly,  hopelessly  striving  to  catch  her  eye  and 
restrain  her  tongue.  "  Everybody  in  town  seems  to  think  he  was  such 
a  popular  young  fellow ;  only,  don't  you  know,  so  careless." 

Colonel  Morris  and  everybody  at  Mrs.  Lane's  end  of  the  table 
happened  to  be  deep  in  general  chat  at  the  moment,  and  neither  saw 
nor  heard  anything  of  this  sudden  introduction  of  personal  affairs  at 
a  social  occasion.  But  Mrs.  Morris  lost  no  time.  She  saw  Brodie's 
glowering  eyes  across  the  board ;  she  noted  Lawler's  keeh,  shrewd  gaze, 
and  the  troubled  look  that  flashed  over  Lane's  kindly  face,  and  had 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  789 

just  time  to  whisper  to  him,  "  How  can  you  ever  forgive  us  for  bring- 
ing the  man  ?  The  colonel  was  in  misery  at  the  idea.  He  said  he  knew 
he  would  be  talking  'shop'  before  dinner  was  half  over.  I  can  check 
Mrs.  Brodie,'  at  any  rate."  Then,  aloud,  "  Pardon  me,  Colonel  Lawler," 
and  now  her  face  was  wreathed  in  sweetest  smiles,  "  I'm  not  going  to 
let  Mrs.  Brodie  prejudice  you  against  one  of  ray  prime  favorites." 

"  Oh,  indeed,  Mrs.  Morris,"  protested  Mrs.  Brodie,  "  I  wouldn't 
think  of  such  a  thing.  I  was  just  going  to  point  out  to  the  colonel  the 
very  great  difference  between  what  he  might  have  been  then  and  what 
he  has  been  ever  since  he  joined  the  Eleventh." 

"  But  the  point  at  issue  seems  to  be  what  he  was  then,  as  Mrs. 
Brodie  puts  it,"  said  Lawler. 

"  But  I  wouldn't  for  the  world  have  you  suppose  I  thought  Mr. 
Hearn  had  done  anything  that  was  ungentlemanly.  I'm  only  saying 
what  rumor  was,"  burst  in  Mrs.  Brodie  again,  who  had  at  last  caught 
the  signals  on  her  husband's  face,  and  now  only  sought  to  excuse  her 
own  impetuosity,  even  though  in  so  doing  she  more  deeply  involved . 
the  young  gentleman  himself.  "  I  can't  bear  to  hear  such  things  said 
of  him  without  any  one  to  defend  him  ;  but  what  can  one  do?" 

This  was  getting  simply  unbearable.  While  all  at  the  other  end 
of  the  table  were  having  a  merry,  laughing  chat,  here  was  this  profes- 
sional investigator — an  accidental  and  by  no  means  welcome  guest — 
taking  advantage  of  the  circumstances  and  of  the  well-known  volu- 
bility of  Mrs.  Brodie  to  start  her  on  the  subject  which  called  him  to 
the  post,  and  striving  at  a  social  party  to  "  pick  up  points." 

"  By  Jove !"  muttered  Captain  Cross,  "  he's  as  bad  as  Mr.  Abraras 
himself.  What  can  we  do  to  stop  him?  Nothing  short  of  Divine 
Providence  will  ever  stop  Mrs.  Brodie." 

But  the  desired  interposition  came.     Footsteps  were  heard  on  the 
piazza  beyond  the  hall.     The  Chinaman,  answering  the  summons  to ' 
the  door,  came  back,  raising  the  portiere  that  hung  heavily  over  the 
entrance,  and  handed  his  master  a  card.     Lane  took  it,  and  glanced 
quickly  at  Colonel  Lawler. 

"  If  you  will  excuse  me,"  said  the  latter,  rising  at  once,  "  these  are 
gentlemen  whom  I  telegraphed  to  meet  me,  and  I  will  save  time  by 
seeing  them  here.  I  will  just  ask  them  into  your  parlor,  Captain 
Lane."  And,  quitting  the  room,  he  passed  through  the  hall-way  and 
met  his  untimely  callers  at  the  door.  Sam  came  shuffling  back  an 
instant  after,  having  gone  to  turn  up  the  parlor  lights,  and  Miss  Mar- 
shall, glancing  over  her  left  shoulder  as  the  portiere  was  again  raised, 
saw  that  one  of  the  men  thus  introduced  beneath  the  captain's  roof  was 
the  German  Jew,  Schonberg.  Lane,  busy  in  striving  to  restore  the 
tone  of  general  chat,  did  not  see  them  at  all. 

It  was  an  hour  later.  The  ladies  had  risen  and  betaken  themselves 
to  the  front  piazza ;  the  men  remained  to  smoke  a  cigar  with  theii'' 
host.  The  absence  of  the  legal  luminary,  oddly  enough,  had  dispelled, 
the  atmosphere  of  gloom  that  hung  for  a  few  minutes  about  the  lower 
end  of  the  table.  He  and  his  strange  visitors  were  still  closeted,  so  to 
speak,  in  the  parlor,  but  now  they  came  forth.     In  some  mysterious 


790  ^^^  ARMF  PORTIA. 

way  every  woman  had  by  this  time  learned  that  Mr.  Schonberg  was 
there,  and  at  the  sound  of  the  opening  parlor  door  and  of  the  mel- 
lifluous accents  of  that  gentleman's  voice  they  instinctively  huddled  to 
the  other  end  of  the  piazza.  Lawler  walked  with  the  two  men  as  far 
as  the  gate,  and,  when  they  finally  disappeared  in  the  direction  of  the 
store,  came  sauntering  back  to  join  the  ladies. 

"  As  I  don't  smoke,"  he  said,  "  I  will  take  my  enjoyment  here. 
Where  shall  I  sit?" 

"  Take  this  chair,  Colonel  Lawler,"  said  Miss  Marshall,  noting  the 
aversion  with  which  all  the  others  of  the  party  had  become  inspired. 
"  May  I  send  for  coffee  for  you  ?" 

"  Miss  Marshall,  I  have  no  small  vices.  I  never  drink  anything 
stronger  than  milk ;  never  smoke ;  never  chew ;  never  swear." 

"  Never  even  swear,  colonel  ?" 

"  Never.     What  is  it  you  are  smiling  at?" 

"  Have  you  ever  read  the  works  of  Josh  Billings,  Colonel  Lawler  ?" 

"  I  have  no  time  to  waste  on  nonsense.  Miss  Marshall.  And  I 
never  could  see  anything  funny  or  witty  in  such  men  as  Billings  and 
Artemus  Ward." 

"  Well,  it  wasn't  his  fun  I  was  thinking  of  quite  so  much  just  now 
as  his  insight  into  character,"  said  the  young  lady,  musingly,  as  she 
still  gravely  looked  him  over  with  her  big  eyes. 

Two  young  officers  came  strolling  along  the  walk  at  the  moment, 
and,  passing  beneath  the  lamp,  raised  their  caps  in  salutation  to  the 
ladies.     Miss  Marshall  nodded  and  smiled  with  marked  cordiality. 

"  All  wasted,  Miss  Marshall :  they  could  not  see  it." 

"  No,  colonel,  and  I  particularly  wanted  one  of  them  at  least  to  do 
so.     Now,  that's  a  part  of  the  array  that  I  decidedly  like." 

"  Who  are  they,  may  I  ask  ?" 

"Mr.  Wallace  and  his  especial  friend,  Mr.  Hearn." 

"  And  is  it  possible  that  you  find  such  young  men  to  your  taste?  I 
gave  you  credit  for  having  rather  a  higher  standard." 

"  But  it  is  their  standard  that  I  so  much  admire.  Colonel  Lawler. 
I  don't  suppose  anything  would  tempt  either  of  those  young  men  to 
say  or  do  a  mean  or  cowardly  thing." 

"No?"  said  the  colonel,  with  a  superior  smile;  "and  yet,  3o  you 
know,  I'm  ready  to  stake  my  professional  reputation  that  one  of  them 
at  least  is  quite  unworthy  your  trust  or  confidence." 

"  Now,  are  you  not  a  trifle  prejudiced,  colonel  ?  I  thought  the  law 
presumed  a  man  innocent  until  proved  guilty." 

"Theoretically,  yes;  practically,  men  who  have  studied  human 
nature  through  the  courts,  as  I  have  had  to,  get  to  see  through  the 
veneering  of  high  tone  that  these  'youngsters'  are  so  apt  to  assume." 

"  And  so  you  are  probably  quite  ready  to  agree  with  the  cor- 
respondent of  the  Palladium,  colonel,  that  most  officers  are  frauds, 
especially  the  second  lieutenants?" 

"  My  experience  has  certainly  not  given  me  a  high  opinion  of  the 
young  men,  Miss  Marshall." 

"  And,  now,  do  you  know,  colonel,  my  intuition  is  very  much  in 
their  fiivor." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  701 

"  But  is  your  intuition  as  well  founded,  do  you  think,  as  long  legal 
experience  ?" 

"  Well,  your  experience  has  been  confined  to  the  limited  few  that 
have  come  before  courts-martial,  has  it  not?  My  intuition  covers  the 
great  array  of  their  number, — the  ninety-and-nine.  Now,  I  haven't 
any  especial  knowledge  of  the  matter  you  seem  to  be  investigating, 
Colonel  Lawler,  but  I  fancy  that  evidence  such  as  Mr.  Schonberg 
might  give  would  have  little  weight  before  a  court  of  intelligent  men." 

"  You  will  change  your  mind  when  you  come  to  see  the  books, 
young  lady." 

"  Have  you  changed  yours  ?" 

"  No  :  they  simply  confirmed  my  judgment" 

"  Then  my  intuition  was  right,  colonel." 

"  How  so,  may  I  ask  ?" 

"  It  told  me  that  you  had  prejudged  the  case." 

At  this  moment  the  officers  came  sauntering  out  into  the  open  air, 
joining  the  group  of  ladies,  who  had  fled  back  to  the  western  end  of 
the  piazza  as  soon  as  they  saw  their  obnoxious  visitor  safely  anchored 
by  Miss  Marshall's  side. 

"  Where's  Lawler  ?"  queried  Morris,  in  no  pleasant  tone.  "  Has 
he  gone  off  with  those  fellows?" 

"  No ;  I'm  here,  colonel,  getting  a  lesson  in  law  which  this  young 
lady  is  so  good  as  to  give  me."  Miss  Marshall  flushed  at  the  dis- 
courtesy in  his  tone,  but  gave  no  other  sign.  "  I  shall  expect  to  see 
you  appearing  in  the  rdle  of  counsellor  yet.  Miss  Marshall," 

"  Very  well,  colonel ;  if  it  ever  comes  to  that  I  shall  fall  back  on 
my  intuition." 

Miss  Marshall's  cheeks  were  still  flushed  and  her  eyes  had  a  dan- 
gerous gleam  under  their  dark  and  fringing  lashes  when  she  stepped  a 
moment  after  into  the  lately-desecrated  parlor. 

"  You  appear  to  have  had  quite  a  tilt  with  our  friend  the  judge- 
advocate,"  said  Lane,  who  had  come  in  for  more  cigars  for  his  guests. 
"  I  think  I  once  told  you  I  would  not  care  to  be  cross-examined  by 
you.  Miss  Marshall ;  and  it  looks  as  though  he  were  not  a  little  nettled." 

"  I  hope  I  haven't  been  rude  to  a  guest  of  yours.  Captain  Lane ; 
but  that  gentleman  makes  me  wish  over  and  over  again  that  I  were  a 
man.     Did  you  know  who  his  callers  were  ?" 

"I  have  just  heard,"  said  Lane. 

There  was  sudden  lull  in  the  conversation  on  the  piazza  without, 
then  the  colonel  spoke  quickly  : 

"  I  wonder  what  that  can  be.  That  fellow  yells  in  earnest,  doesn't 
he?" 

"  What  is  it?"  asked  Lane,  stepping  to  the  door. 

"Number  Eight  yelling  for  the  corporal  of  the  guard.  Yonder 
they  go." 

Captain  Cross,  who  was  officer  of  the  day,  had  quietly  picked  up 
his  sword  and  hurried  out  of  the  southwest  gate,  while  down  the  road- 
way could  be  heard  the  sound  of  rapid  foot-falls.  The  call,  however, 
was  not  repeated.  Conversation  soon  became  brisk  and  general,  and  in 
five  minutes  Cross  came  back. 


792  AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"  What  was  the  matter  ?"  asked  Colonel  Morris. 

"  Some  civilians,  sir,  and  one  of  oiir  men,  in  a  buggy,  who  said 
they  came  out  by  order  of  the  general  commanding  the  division,  and 
had  been  detained  here  until  after  taps." 

"  Certainly ;  that's  all  right.  Those  were  doubtless  the  witnesses 
Colonel  Lawler  sent  for.  Why  wasn't  the  corporal  of  the  guard  sent 
down  with  them  to  pass  them  out?'* 

"  Their  buggy  was  tied  the  other  side  of  the  store,  sir,  and  no  one 
at  the  guard-house  could  see  them  start." 

"  Well,  the  sentry  ought  to  have  let  them  go  anyhow,  as  soon  as  he 
saw  who  they  were.     We  have  no  authority  to  hold  civilians  here." 

"  It  wasn't  the  civilians  the  sentry  was  after,  sir ;  he  was  perfectly 
willing  they  should  go  ;  but  they  had  an  enlisted  man  with  them." 

"Who?"  asked  Morris,  with  uncomfortable  premonition  of  the 
answer. 

"  Private  Welsh,  sir,  of  C  troop." 

XI. 

The  week  that  followed  the  advent  at  Fort  Ryan  of  the  staif-officer 
from  division  head-quarters  was  one  that  the  good  people  at  the  post 
have  not  yet  ceased  talking  about.  Lawler  had  remained  in  the  gar- 
rison only  twenty-four  houre,  and  went  back  eastward  without  a  word 
as  to  his  intentions,  and,  to  the  surprise  of  even  Colonel  Morris,  with- 
out having  sent  for  or  spoken  to  the  man  most  interested  in  his  coming, 
— Lieutenant  Hearn.  This  in  itself  was  something  that  excited  most 
unfavorable  comment,  for  it  was  known  that  he  had  had  long  interviews 
with  Mr.  Abrams,  the  busy  representative  of  the  press,  and  that  he  had 
driven  in  town  to  spend  some  hours  in  questioning  certain  dubious- 
looking  citizens  presented  to  him  one  by  one  at  the  establishment  of 
Mr.  Schonberg.  He  had  furthermore  sent  to  the  guard-house  for 
Trooper  Welsh, — once  again  there  incarcerated  by  order  of  Captain 
Cross,  who  as  officer  of  the  day  had  arrested  him  for  attempting  to 
slip  across  sentry's  post  the  previous  night.  And  once  again,  to  the 
dismay  of  the  cavalry  officers  and  the  unconcealed  ridicule  of  the 
infantry  battalion,  Colonel  Morris  had  directed  Welsh's  immediate 
release. 

"  It  was  a  misunderstanding,  probably.  Captain  Cross,"  said  the 
colonel,  in  conciliatory  mood,  to  the  old  officer  of  the  day,  as  he  relieved 
him  after  guard-mount.  "  Welsh  was  given  to  understand  that  these 
gentlemen,  who  had  just  come  from  an  interview  with  Colonel  Lawler, 
had  the  authority  of  the  department  commander  to  take  him  to  town 
with  them,  so  as  to  be  ready  to  make  certain  depositions  early  in  the 
morning." 

But  Cross  eyed  his  commander  unflinchingly  and  said  no  word. 

Among  the  infantry  officers  the  opinion  was  openly  expressed  that 
between  Abrams  and  Lawler  and  Trooper  AVelsh  the  colonel  was 
simply  demoralized.  The  crowd  at  dress-parade  for  several  evenings 
was  almost  as  big  as  that  before  spoken  of,  and,  though  the  Palladium 
man  did  not  again  take  position  on  the  colonel's  left  during  the  cere- 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  793 

mony  itself,  he  was  frequently  at  that  officer's  side  when  he  made  his 
way  through  the  curious  throngs,  both  in  going  to  and  returning  from 
his  post.  And  afterwards,  with  the  eyes  of  the  towns-people  upon  them, 
Private  Welsh  and  the  unterrified  correspondent  paced  up  and  down 
the  road  in  front  of  the  cavalry  barracks  for  half  an  hour ;  and  the 
group  sitting  on  Lane's  piazza  one  evening  especially  could  not  help 
noting  how  ostentatiously  the  two  conversed  as  they  neared  the  white 
wicket-gate. 

"  Wharton,"  quoth  Martin,  as  for  the  sixth  or  seventh  time  the 
swarthy  trooper  and  his  champion  approached  the  captain's  quarters, 
"  I'm  consumed  with  envy.  The  time  was  when  good-looking  cavalry- 
men, like  you  and  me,  could  command  some  small  attention  from  the 
eyes  of  our  friends  and  fellow-citizens  in  town ;  but  our  day  is  done. 
There  are  the  popular  heroes  of  the  hour.  Now,  here  comes  Hearn's 
first  sergeant.  Surely  he's  not  going  to  have  the  unbearable  effrontery 
to  remind  Trooper  Welsh  that  he  ought  to  be  cleaning  up  for  guard 
to-morrow,  when  a  gentleman  of  the  press  wants  to  talk  with  him?" 

"  Is  Welsh  for  guard  to-morrow  ?"  asked  Captain  Lane,  in  some 
surprise. 

"  He  is.  The  colonel  relieved  him  from  durance  vile  before 
guard-mount  this  morning,  and  I  heard  the  first  sergeant  tell  Hearn 
an  hour  ago  that  it  was  Welsh's  turn  for  guard,  and  wanted  to  know 
whether  he  was  to  order  him  or  not.     Hearn  said  certainly." 

"And  the  man  cut  parade  to-night  on  plea  that  Mr.  Abrams 
wanted  to  talk  with  him.  He  was  the  '  one  private  absent'  reported 
from  C  troop,"  said  Wharton.  "  That's  the  reason  the  sergeant  is  after 
him  now,  I  fancy,  either  to  arrest  him,  or  else  warn  him  for  guard." 

"  If  I  were  Hearn  I'd  quit  attempting  to  discipline  that  young 
man,"  said  Major  Kenyon,  pessimistic  and  glowering  as  ever.  "  He 
ought  to  have  sense  enough  to  know  that  the  worst  blackguard  in  the 
service,  with  the  press  behind  him,  is  more  than  a  match  for  any  officer 
who  seeks  to  do  his  duty." 

"  And  if  I  were  Hearn,"  drawled  Martin,  "  I'd  make  that  particu- 
lar proUgi  of  the  Palladium  do  his  duty,  if  I  died  for  it,  especially  after 
the  marked  copies  that  came  to-day.     Now  watch." 

The  first  sergeant,  a  trim,  soldierly  fellow  with  determined  face  and 
manner  and  quick  energetic  step,  had  by  this  time  overtaken  the  pair 
who,  strolling  together,  had  almost  readied  the  picket  fence  and  were 
within  ear-shot  of  the  Lanes'  piazza.  Mrs.  Lane  glanced  eagerly  up 
the  road,  for  Miss  Marshall  and  Lieutenant  Hearn  at  that  very  mo- 
ment came  from  the  Whartons'  quarters  next  door  and  appeared  upon 
the  gravel  walk,  Wallace  following  with  Jeannette  McCrea. 

Sergeant  Wren  had  stopped  short  on  overtaking  the  trooper,  and, 
with  scant  ceremony,  addressed  him  in  tones  that  all  could  hear : 

"  Welsh,  you're  for  guard  to-morrow,  and  you've  got  mighty  little 
time  in  which  to  get  ready.  Did  the  lieutenant  excuse  you  from 
parade  ?" 

"  I  didn't  ask  him.     Colonel  Lawler  was  good  enough  for  me." 

"  Colonel  Lawler  left  the  post  ki  five  o'clock,  and  couldn't  have 
wanted  you." 


794  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"  All  the  same  I  was  acting  under  his  orders  and  nobody  else's. 
If  you  want  any  other  authority  you  can  go  to  Colonel  Morris :  I'm 
busy  now."  And  with  his  hands  in  his  pockets,  and  a  jerk  of  the 
head  to  his  companion,  Welsh  whirled  about  and  led  the  way  down  the 
road  toward  the  store,  Abrams  slowly  following  in  his  wake,  but  look- 
ing back  as  though  curious  to  see  the  sequel.  The  first  sergeant  stood 
an  instant  flushing  and  with  wrathful  eyes,  but  raised  his  hand  in 
respectful  salute  as  the  young  troop-commander  came  quietly  along. 
Miss  Marshall  leaning  on  his  arm. 

"You  warned  him  for  guard,  sergeant?"  said  Hearn,  answering 
Wren's  salute. 

"  Yes,  sir ;  and  he  says  Colonel  Lawler  excused  him  from  parade." 

"  I  reported  the  absence  to  Colonel  Morris,  and  he  tells  rae  that 
there  may  have  been  some  such  understanding,  sergeant.  At  all  events, 
as  Colonel  Lawler  has  gone,  he  would  give  Welsh  the  benefit  of  the 
doubt :  so  we  have  nothing  further  to  do  with  that  matter." 

Wren  ground  his  teeth  as  he  briskly  strode  back  to  his  quarters. 

**  What  does  the  loot'nant  say  ?"  demanded  Duffy,  as  he  with  half 
a  dozen  of  his  comrades  clustered  about  the  office,  eagerly  watching  the 
sergeant's  face  and  his  clinching  hands,  as  he  returned. 

"  Nothing.  Don't  ask  questions  now,  you  men.  The  lieutenant 
can't  do  anything  to  him;  the  colonel  won't  let  him." 

"  The  colonel  won't,  is  it  ?"  said  Duffy,  with  a  wrathful  grin.  "  Be 
jabers,  if  I  were  colonel  I'd  command  my  rigiment,  and  no  damned 
newspaper  man  would  scare  me  out  of  it.  It's  the  Palladium  that 
commands  Fort  Ryan  to-night,  and  that  blackguard  Welsh  is  post 
adjutant, — more  shame  to  us  all !" 

"  Silence,  there,  Duffy !  No  more  of  that  talk  !"  ordered  Wren,  as 
he  banged  to  the  door  of  his  own  little  den,  and  the  knot  of  troopers 
scattered  away.  "  All  the  same,"  muttered  he  to  his  faithful  second, 
Sergeant  Ross,  "  Duffy  only  tells  the  truth,  and  damn  me  if  I  ever 
thought  the  day  would  come  when  my  old  chief  would  knuckle  down 
like  that." 

And  if  in  garrison  circles  that  night  it  was  predicted  that  something 
would  be  the  outcome  of  the  detail  of  Welsh  for  guard-duty,  no  one 
was  destined  to  disappointment.  He  appeared  at  the  appointed  time, 
and  was  curiously  scanned  by  the  other  members  of  the  troop,  as,  car- 
bine in  hand,  he  came  slowly  and  indifferently  down  the  stairway  just 
as  the  trumpets  began  to  sound  the  assembly  of  the  details.  Unluckily 
for  everybody  who  hoped  to  see  Welsh  brought  up  with  a  round  turn 
by  the  snappy  young  adjutant,  a  drizzling  rain  had  set  in,  and  undress 
guard-mounting  in  overcoats  was  the  result.  Welsh's  forage-cap  and 
accoutrements  might  pass  muster  in  a  shower,  but  his  full-dress  rig 
every  man  knew  to  be  wofuUy  out  of  shape,  and  such  was  the  fellow's 
unpopularity  among  his  comrades  by  this  time  that  audible  regrets  were 
expressed  by  the  men  that  the  weather  had  "  gone  back  on  them." 

"  Step  out,  there  !"  shouted  Wren  sharply  to  the  dawdling  soldier, 
as  he  gave  the  command  to  fall  in. 

"  Get  a  move  on  you,  Misther  Welsh,"  laughed  Duffy  from  the 
upper  gallery.     "  Or  don't  they  ever  shtep  out  in  the  excellent  family 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  795 

down  East?    Sure,  isn't  he  a  fine-looking,  intelligent  young  man  of 
twenty-five  ?" 

"Twenty-five?  'Faith,  it's  thirty-six  in  months  he'd  get,  if  I  was 
commanding,"  muttered  Kerrigan.  "  How  are  your  patriotic  motives 
this  morning.  Mister  American-Blood-with-the-A&shuraed-Name?" 
[  "Sure  his  name  is  Dennis,"  laughed  Duffy  again.  "Quit  your 
'sneering,  Kerrigan.  The  young  soldier's  eyes  are  blazing  with  pent- 
up  feelings  again,  don't  you  see?"  And  indeed  a  most  malignant 
scowl  was  that  which  Welsh  ]aunche<I  aloft  at  his  persecutors,  whose 
fun  was  cut  short  by  the  stern  voice  of  Sergeant  Ross,  ordering  silence. 
And  in  another  moment  the  detail  of  C  troop  was  dancing  away  in 
double  time,  with  a  parting  adjuration  from  Duffy  not  to  go  too  fast; 
"it's  too  aisy  to  set  the  blood  boiling  in  Welsh's  veins,  anyhow." 

It  was  in  the  ugliest  possible  mood  that  Welsh  tossed  up  his  carbine 
for  the  inspection  of  the  officer  of  the  guard.  He  had  expected  to  pose 
as  a  hero  and  martyr.  But,  whatever  might  be  the  mistaken  sentiments 
aroused  in  the  East  by  the  eflForts  of  a  paper  that  had  exhausted  local 
well-springs  of  scandal  and  sensation,  here  among  those  who  knew  the 
facts,  and,  above  all,  knew  him,  he  had  gained  only  ridicule  and  con- 
tempt. In  all  the  garrison,  now  that  Goas  was  gone,  there  was  not  a 
soldier  who  had  ever  stood  his  friend.  In  his  own  troop  especially, 
where  the  rank  and  file  were  devoted  to  their  young  lieutenant,  there 
was  wrath  and  indignation  at  his  expense,  and  well  he  knew  that  noth- 
ing but  discipline  saved  him  from  a  ducking  in  the  river  or  a  hearty 
kicking  down  the  barrack  stairs.  Still,  with  Abrams  to  stand  by  him 
and  the  Palladium  to  champion  his  cause,  he  felt  secure  against  fate ; 
only  he  had  thought  to  be  looked  upon  as  liberator  and  leader  among 
the  men,  and  they  were  all  laughing  at  him.  This  was  bitter  indeed. 
He  almost  hojjed  that  the  adjutant  would  order  him  back,  replaced  by 
the  supernumerary,  for  the  rust  he  knew  to  be  about  the  breech-block 
of  his  carbine,  and  which  the  officer  of  the  guard  would  be  sure  to  dis- 
cover. But  the  young  lieutenant  contented  himself  with  pointing  to  it 
with  white-gloved  finger  and  passing  on,  probably  thinking  it  best  to  get 
him  on  duty  at  any  price. 

All  day  long  on  guard  the  men  had  taken  frequent  occasion  to 
declaim  quotatious  from  the  Palladium,  until  by  evening  stables  they 
had  rung  the  changes  on  Welsh's  excellent  family  connections,  his 
American  blootl,  his  patriotic  motives  in  enlisting,  his  ardor  for  the 
flag,  and  his  fidelity  to  his  oath,  until  he  was  ready  to  wish  to  heaven 
the  Palladium  had  singled  out  anybody  else  to  be  the  martyr  for  its 
preconcerted  exposition  of  official  tyranny  in  the  army,  and  heartily 
sick  of  the  part  he  had  been  induced  to  play. 

But  where,  meantime,  was  Abrams?  The  day  wore  by,  and  not 
once  had  he  come  to  the  garrison,  and  Welsh,  sulkily  plodding  up  and 
down  his  muddy  jwst  near  the  stables,  and  knowing  well  that  every 
time  the  men  looked  at  him  or  nudged  each  other  in  the  ribs  they  were 
guying  him,  had  earnest  desire  to  see  his  champion,  and  to  prevent  the 
publication  of  other  letters  they  had  projected,  since  the  only  efi«ct, 
locally,  of  the  assault  upon  the  good  name  of  his  young  officer  was  to 
bring  down  the  indignation  pf  the  enlisted  men  upon  himself.     It  only 


796  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

made  him  rage  the  more  spitefully  against  Hearn,  and  he  longed  for 
an  opportunity  to  vent  his  spleen. 

When  the  devil  is  working  in  the  human  breast,  opportunity  is 
seldom  lacking.  The  evening  gun  had  thundered,  the  last  notes  of 
"  retreat"  had  died  away,  and  the  sun,  that  had  been  obscured  all 
morning,  went  down  in  a  golden  radiance,  leaving  a  sheen  of  beautiful 
color  lingering  along  the  crest  of  the  opposite  bluffs  and  reflected  in 
myriad  millions  of  rain-drops  still  clinging  to  the  clumps  of  buffalo- 
grass.  Tempted  by  the  loveliness  of  the  evening,  Mrs.  Lane  had 
ordered  out  her  carriage,  and  the  moment  the  report  had  been  made 
after  retreat  roll-call  and  Mr.  Hearn  was  returning  sadly  to  his  own 
quarters,  Lane  headed  him  off: 

"  No.  I'm  going  to  take  you  away  from  Wallace  and  Martin  to- 
night, and  I  don't  mean  to  let  old  Kenyon  get  his  hands  on  you  again. 
Mrs.  Lane  and  Miss  Marshall  want  you  to  drive  with  us  an  hour  or  so  ; 
then  we'll  come  back  and  have  a  quiet  little  bite  just  among  ourselves." 
And  Hearn  pressed  the  captain's  hand  and  silently  thanked  him. 

Half  a  dozen  of  the  guard  were  seated  about  the  rough  stone  porch 
of  the  gloomy  old  guard-house  as  the  carriage  came  rolling  by,  and  at 
sight  of  the  occupants  they  quickly  laid  aside  their  pipes  and  respect- 
fully arose  and  raised  their  hands  in  salute.  The  sentry  on  No.  1, 
facing  sharply  to  the  front,  brought  his  rifle  to  the  carry  with  a  snap 
that  made  the  bayonet  ring.  The  one  man  who  remained  seated  and 
staring  sulkily  at  the  carriage  wore  the  cavalry  uniform :  it  was 
Welsh. 

Both  officers  noticed  the  fact  as  they  touched  their  caps  in  acknowl- 
edgment of  the  courtesy  of  the  infantrymen,  and  exchanged  signifiqant 
glances.  The  ladies,  too,  were  quick  to  note  what  had  happened,  and 
they,  too,  looked  at  each  other  and  then  somewhat  anxiously  at  Hearn. 
But  the  carriage  whirled  along.  The  instant  it  had  passed,  Corporal 
Stein  turned  on  Welsh.     So  did  others  of  the  guard. 

"  What  do  you  mean  by  sitting  there  like  that?"  was  the  demand. 

"  I  know  my  business,"  was  the  surly  reply.  "  Just  you  'tend  to 
yours.  You'd  better  study  Tactics  and  Regulations  before  you  try  to 
learn  me  anything." 

"  Oh,  do  let  the  high-spirited  scion  of  our  finest  families  alone,  cor- 
poral. Can't  you  see  it's  turning  his  stomach  to  be  civil  to  anybody  ?" 
protested  a  tall  infantryman. 

"Ah,  let  up,  now,  on  Mr.  Welsh,  n&  Mulligan — that's  what  they 
called  ye  in  the  Twenty-Third, — wasn't  it  Mulligan  ?  Or  was  it  Sulli- 
van ?  Sure  I  know  the  family,  and  it's  a  foine  one,"  protested  Private 
Kelly,  his  blue  eyes  twinkling  with  fun. 

Welsh  sprang  furiously  to  his  feet,  clinching  his  fist  and  making 
straight  for  the  laughing  little  "  dough-boy."  That  young  Celt, 
though  a  head  shorter  than  his  dark  antagonist,  in  no  wise  discon- 
certed, stood  squarely  facing  him,  and  awaited  the  attack  with  a  grin 
of  genuine  delight  on  his  freckled  face.  Stein  sprang  forward,  however, 
and  interposed. 

"  No  fighting  here,"  he  ordered.  "  Wait  till  you're  off  guard  in 
the  morning,  and  settle  it  then." 


^JV^  ARMF  PORTIA.  797 

"  Don't  thwart  the  gentleman,  corporal.  Here  comes  his  friend 
the  police  reporter,"  laughed  the  group  of  guardsmen.  But  the  un- 
usual chaff  had  summoned  the  officer  of  the  guard  to  the  spot,  and  at 
sight  of  the  lieutenant  every  Irishman  in  the  party  assumed  an  instan- 
'taneous  expreasion  of  preternatural  innocence.  Mr.  Abrams,  too,  had 
reined  up  in  front  of  the  trader's  store,  a  few  yards  away,  and,  noting 
the  little  knot  of  soldiers  peering  across  the  road,  divined  at  once  that 
something  was  going  on,  and  so,  with  the  instinct  of  his  profession, 
hastened  to  the  scene  in  time  to  catch  a  part  of  the  colloquy  that  ensued. 

"  The  corporal  tells  me  the  trouble  grew  out  of  your  refusing  to 
rise  and  salute  when  Captain  Lane  passed,"  said  the  officer  of  the 
guard,  addressing  the  stalwart  troo|>er. 

Welsh  glanced  furtively  over  his  shoulder  until  sure  the  PaMadium 
man  was  in  range  of  his  voice,  and  then  loudly  replied, — 

"  I'm  a  member  of  the  guard,  sir,  and  the  Regulations  forbid  guards 
paying  compliments  of  any  kind  after  *  retreat,'  and  I  can  show  you 
the  paragraph." 

"  You  know  perfectly  well,  Welsh,  that  that  applies  to  the  guard 
collectively  when  under  arms,  and  not  to  individual  members.  I  want 
no  hair-splitting  here.  See  to  it  that  you  pay  proper  courtesy  to  every 
officer  while  you're  under  my  command."  And  the  lieutenant,  a  young 
infantryman,  with  decidedly  resolute  face,  looked  squarely  into  the 
glowering  black  eyes  of  the  trooper,  and  then,  turning  quietly  toward 
his  little  office,  his  eye  lighted  on  the  PaMadium  man.  For  an  in- 
stant it  looked  as  though  he  had  something  to  say  to  him  too ;  but, 
struck  by  a  sudden  thought,  he  passed  in  without  another  word,  and 
presently  the  sergeant  of  the  guard  appeared  in  the  door-way.  There 
was  evident  pur|)ose  in  his  coming. 

Half  an  hour  later  Welsh  was  standing  some  twenty  yards  away, 
engaged  in  low-toned  eager  chat  with  his  civilian  friend.  The  faces  of 
both  men  were  clouded,  and  every  little  while  the  gypsy-looking  sol- 
dier shot  an  angry  glance  toward  the  guard-house  door.  Presently 
they  moved  across  the  road  and  headed  for  the  open  bar  at  the  trader's, 
wherein  the  lamps  were  just  beginning  to  gleam.  Before  they  reached 
its  open  portals,  Cor{)oral  Stein  was  at  their  heels  and  his  stern  voice 
ordered  Welsh  to  halt : 

"  Go  back  to  the  guard-house,  Welsh :  it's  against  orders  for  a 
member  of  the  guard  to  leave  it,  and  you  know  it  as  well  as  I  do." 

"  My  relief  don't  go  on  post  for  two  hours  yet,  and  this  gentleman 
has  business  with  me :  you'd  better  not  interfere  with  him." 

"The  gentleman  can  see  you  over  there.     You  can't  see  him  here." 

Already  the  sergeant  was  striding  across  the  road ;  the  lieutenant 
appeared  at  the  door ;  a  dozen  members  of  the  guard  were  eagerly 
watching  the  scene.  Welsh  half  turned.  Mr.  Abrams  bent  and  mut- 
tered a  few  words  in  his  ear,  but  the  soldier,  after  one  glance  around 
him,  shook  his  head.     Slowly  and  reluctantly  he  turned. 

"  I'll  get  even  with  you  for  this.  Stein,"  he  hissed.  And  then,  with 
shrugging  shoulders,  the  two  objects  of  general  interest — the  civilian 
and  the  enlisted  man — slouched  back  across  the  road,  the  eyes  of  all 
upon  them. 


798  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

It  was  at  this  instant  that  the  rapid  whirr  of  wheels  and  the  click 
of  iron-shod  hoofs  were  heard  upon  tlie  drive,  and  briskly  the  Lane 
carriage  came  around  the  turn.  Lieutenant  Lewis  stepped  out  from 
the  door-way.  Again  the  sentry  i'aced  the  road  and  carried  arras ; 
again  the  soldiers  of  the  guard  arose,  and  those  about  the  trader's  door, 
also,  faced  the  road-way ;  again  the  white-gloved  hands  were  raised  in 
soldierly  salute,  and  one  man  only  turned  his  back  and  slouched  away. 
Every  soldier  within  range  saw  that  Welsh  was  determined  to  disobey 
the  orders  he  had  just  received.  In  six  giant  leaps  the  tall  sergeant 
had  reached  his  side. 

"  Halt,  Welsh,  and  face  about,"  he  thundered,  and  then,  as  the  man 
still  strove  to  edge  away  under  the  wing  of  his  civilian  associate,  laid 
a  brawny  hand  upon  the  hulking  shoulder  and  spun  him  about  as  he 
would  a  top.  ■ 

"  Heels  together,  now.  Look  square  at  Captain  Lane.  Now, 
then,  damn  you,  left  hand,  salute." 

"  Not  badly  done,  sergeant,"  said  Lieutenant  Lewis,  a  moment 
after,  as  with  kindling  eyes  he  reached  the  spot  just  as  the  carriage  had 
flashed  by. — "  Finish  what  you  have  to  say  to  your  friend  in  fifteen 
minutes,  Welsh,  and  then  report  to  me  at  the  guard-room." — "  Not 
badly  done,"  he  repeated,  as  he  turned  away  with  the  tall  infantryman 
by  his  side;  "only  you  shouldn't  have  said  'damn'  in  the  presence 
of  ladies,  or,"  with  a  grim  smile  under  his  moustache,  "or — of  the 
press." 

"  The  ladies  couldn't  hear,  sir,  and  I  meant  that  the  press  should. 
I  know  that  according  to  '  Pinafore'  and  the  Palladium  I  should  have 
said,  *  if  you  please.'  But  mules  and  blackguards  pay  no  attention  to 
politeneas.  I've  been  thirty  years  a  soldier,  sir,  and  I  know  what 
fetches  them." 

XII. 

There  were  sore  hearts  at  Ryan  in  the  week  that  followed.  As  had 
long  been  anticipated,  orders  came  for  the  summer  practice  march  to 
the  Indian  Territory,  and  the  Eleventh — band  and  all — ^had  jogged 
away,  leaving  Major  Kenyon  to  command  the  post,  with  his  little  bat- 
talion of  infantry  to  guard  it.  The  orders  were  received  two  days  after 
Welsh's  enlivening  tour  of  guard-duty.  The  command  was  to  march 
in  forty-eight  hours,  equipped  for  field-service,  and  Lieutenant  Hearn, 
with  the  other  troop-commanders,  was  occupied  every  instant  in  getting 
his  horses  and  men  in  thorough  shape.  Kenyon  and  Lane,  after  con- 
sultation among  some  of  his  friends,  had  induced  the  young  fellow  to 
promise  not  to  open  one  of  the  marked  copies  of  the  newspapers  which 
now  l>egan  to  crowd  in  with  every  mail,  but  to  leave  them  all  to  be 
considered  by  the  little  council  of  three  in  whose  hands  he  had  been 
persuaded  to  rest  his  case.  He  had  written  a  full  denial  of  the  Palla- 
dium's scandalous  statements  with  regard  to  his  financial  entanglements, 
and  a  full  description,  as  has  already  been  told,  of  the  original  trouble 
at  the  trader's  store  with  Private  Welsh.  These  had  both  l)een  duly 
handed  to  Colonel  Morris  in  his  office.  No  one  had  heard  from 
Lawler.     No  one  knew  just  exactly  what  disposition  the  colonel  had 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  799 

made  of  these  papers.  Mr.  Abrams,  too,  had  disappeared  the  day  after 
Welsh's  tour  of  guard-duty ;  but  the  whole  garrison  now  was  flooded 
with  newspapers  by  the  hundred.  It  would  seem  as  if  the  guild  of 
the  Western  press  had  resolved  on  a  sudden  and  simultaneous  assault 
on  the  army  in  general  and  as  if  Fort  Ryan  was  the  vortex  of  the 
storm.  Sensational  despatches  were  published  from  various  quarters. 
Other  journals,  envious  of  ^  the  Palladium's  exploit,  unearthed  other 
victims,  long  since  out  of  the  array  for  general  worth lessness,  and  with 
flaming  head-lines  displayed  to  a  sympathizing  public  the  tale  of  official 
abuse  and  tyranny  which  had  compelled  these  several  gallant  and 
patriotic  sons  of  America  to  quit  the  service  they  were  so  well  fitted  to 
adorn.  Dozens  of  tramps  and  tatterdemalions  reaped  sudden  and  un- 
expected harvest  of  eleemosynary  quarters  and  lunches  from  gaping 
audiences  in  the  beer-saloons  by  detailing  individual  experiences  of 
their  own  when  serving  under  Lieutenant  this  or  that  in  the  Eleventh 
Horse  or  the  Thirty-Third  Foot.  Dozens  of  Munchausens  wore  the 
reporters'  pencils  down  to  the  wood  with  details  of  their  harrowing 
sufferings.  Then  the  editorials  began,  and  gravely  lectured  the  people 
on  the  wrongs  of  the  whole  system, — the  iinrepublican  character  of  an 
army  anyhow,  the  repugnance  in  the  American  mind  to  all  idea  of  dis- 
cipline. Meantime,  of  course,  the  Palladium  was  firing  hot  shot  by  the 
ton,  and  new  so-called  scandals  at  Ryan,  fresh  outrages  on  the  helpless 
and  down-trodden  soldiery,  were  the  subjects  of  Mr.  Abrams's  lurid 
delineations,  until  it  was  to  be  wondered  at  that  in  their  wrath  the 
offended  public  did  not  wipe  the  foul  blot  on  their  civilization  from 
the  face  of  the  earth. 

It  was  on  Friday  evening  that,  in  answer  to  certain  despatches  he 
had  been  firing  at  department  head-quarters,  Colonel  Morris  received  a 
message  that  at  least  put  him  out  of  uncertainty.  That  day  the  Pal- 
ladium had  outdone  itself,  and  no  one  not  conversant  with  the  illimit- 
able faculties  of  the  paid  correspondent  can  begin  to  imagine  .the  heroic 
size  attained  in  its  columns  by  the  incident  briefly  sketched  in  the  last 
chapter :  "  Continued  Persecution  of  Trooper  Welsh !  Heaped-up 
Humiliations  on  his  Head !  Forced  to  Show  Slavish  Homage  to  his 
Insulter  I  Helpless  Wrath  of  Comrades  !"  etc.  The  details  of  the  in- 
cident as  told  by  the  special  correspondent  lost  nothing  of  sensational- 
ism ;  and  Lieutenant  Lewis  came  in  now  for  his  share  of  obloquy. 
Poor  Welsh  was  represented  as  having  been  marched  out  and  with 
brutal  curses  compelled  to  salute  Lieutenant  Hearn,  despite  the  fact 
that  he  as  member  of  the  guanl  was  by  law  and  Regulations  exempted 
from  the  requirement.  "  In  vain  did  the  young  soldier  plead  that 
paragraph  391  of  the  Regulations  fully  excused  him.  His  relentless 
persecutors  defied  the  laws  of  Congress  and  compelled  him  to  'stand 
and  deliver'  for  the  purpose  of  adding  to  the  indignities  already  heaped 
upon  him.  Could  the  readers  of  the  Palladium  have  heard  the  low, 
deep  mutterings  of  the  men  in  the  garrison  this  night,  no  mutiny  on 
their  part  need  have  surprised  them."  The  editor,  too,  backed  up 
his  correspondent  in  a  three-quarter-column  assault  on  the  ridiculous 
etiquette  of  the  army.  "  It  may  be,"  he  said,  "  all  well  enough  in  the 
conscripted  camps  of  Europe,  where  whole  nations  are  forced  to  service 


800  ^N  ARMY  PORTIA. 

under  arms,  to  exact  of  the  rank  and  file  this  slavish  exhibition  to 
superiors;  but  it  is  an  insult  to  the  high  intelligence  of  the  soldiers  of 
free  America,  that  because  a  beardless  boy  happens  to  have  a  strap 
upon  his  shoulder,  thousands  of  scarred  veterans  should  be  compelled 
to  do  him  homage.  The  whole  idea  of  the  salute  is  repugnant  to  the 
republican  mind,  and  should  be  abolished ;  and  for  that  matter,  as  we 
have  no  further  use  for  an  army,  why  stop  at  the  salute  ?" 

No  doubt  the  ninety-and-nine  of  the  Palladium's  readers  thought 
their  editor  was  sound,  and  were  as  opposed  to  the  idea  of  that  courtesy 
which  is  officially  declared  to  be  "  indispensable  among  military  men," 
as  to  any  exhibition  thereof  in  the  streets  of  their  own  peaceful  and 
remarkably  well  regulated  metropolis. 

But  Colonel  Morris  was  himself  wofully  perturbed  about  this  time. 
After  immolating  Cross  and  other  officers  by  name,  as  was  to  be  ex- 
pected, the  Palladium  man  had  taken  to  poking  ugly  little  insinuations 
at  the  post  commander ;  and  this,  thought  Morris,  was  the  height  of 
ingratitude.  He  was  in  no  pleasant  mood  when  the  men  came  march- 
ing up  from  stables,  and  it  stung  him  to  see  how  cordial  everybody  was 
to  Hearn,  who,  confound  it,  was  the  cause  of  the  whole  row.  The  tele- 
gram he  had  just  received  settled  that  matter  once  and  for  all ;  yet  he 
was  glad  he  had  an  adjutant  on  whom  to  devolve  the  coming  duty. 

Ever  since  Hearn's  trouble  began,  Captain  and  Mrs.  Lane  had  lost 
no  opportunity  to  make  him  understand  that  they  were  devotedly  his 
friends,  and  that  if  he  would  but  come  to  them  in  his  sense  of  utter 
wrong  the  shelter  of  their  home,  the  welcome  of  their  fireside,  would 
be  some  compensation  at  least  for  the  harsh  treatment  accorded  to  him 
by  the  world  at  large.  Thanks  to  the  effiarts  of  the  Western  news- 
paper, a  million  or  more  of  free  people  had  learned  to  look  upon  his 
name  as  the  synonyme  for  all  that  was  swaggering,  brutal,  drunken, 
and  bullying ;  and  it  was  easy  to  see  that  the  young  soldier  was  cut  to 
the  heart. 

But  an  unexpected  ally  had  been  discovered.  Hearn,  who  had  at 
first  held  aloof  in  solitude,  brooding  over  his  troubles,  began  to  show 
decided  readiness  to  come.  And  though  at  all  times  grateful  and  most 
attentive  to  Mrs.  Lane,  that  clear-sighted  young  matron  speedily  noted 
how  his  handsome  blue  eyes  would  wander  about  in  search  of  her 
quietly-observant  friend,  and  that  ever  since  the  night  of  her  tilt  with 
Lawler  Miss  Marshall's  interest  in  the  case  had  been  quadrupled. 
Now,  this  was  not  exactly  what  Mrs.  Lane  had  planned.  She  wanted 
Georgia  to  marry  in  the  army,  but  she  also  wanted,  and  saw  nothing 
in  the  least  unreasonable  in  so  wanting,  to  select  that  spirited  young 
woman's  husband  for  her.  She  did  not  for  a  moment  think  that  there 
was  any  danger  of  Georgia's  falling  in  love  with  Hearn.  He  was  sev- 
eral years  her  senior,  to  be  sure ;  he  was  handsome,  distinguished  as  a 
soldier,  a  man  of  unimpeachable  character,  as  modern  men  go;  but, 
she  argued,  "  he  is  so  much  younger  for  his  years  than  Georgia  for 
hers."  She  had  had  to  think  so  much  for  herself,  and  now  the  man 
she  should  marry  was — well,  not  crabbed  old  Major  Kenyon,  of  course ; 
he  was  a  widower, — sour  and  yet  susceptible.  It  was  only  too  plain 
that  he  loved  to  come  to  the  house  and  talk  with  Miss  Marshall  by  the 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  801 

hour,  especially  when  the  cavalrymen  wei*e  all  down  at  stables.  Neither 
did  she  want  the  doctor,  whom  Jeannette  McCrea  could  have  if  she 
would  only  make  up  her  mind  to  drop  Jim  Wallace,  who  was  now  so 
devoted  that  the  yearning  medical  man  had  no  chance  whatever.  No ; 
she  didn't  see,  after  all,  just  the  right  man  for  Georgia  :  still,  she  had 
always  thought  of  some  one  so  much  older,  utterly  ignoring  the  fact 
that  when  left  to  themselves  most  women  have  very  different  views  of 
their  own.  Not  a  word  had  she  uttered  to  Georgia,  of  course,  but  to 
her  loving  and  indulgent  spouse  she  had  gone  so  far  as  to  say, — 

"  It  is  lovely  to  see  how  he  is  beginning  to  find  comfort  in  her 

society ;   but,  Fred "     And   Madame   breaks   off",  irresolute  yet 

suggestive. 

"  But,  Mabel "  responds  her  gray-eyed  lord,  with  indefiniteness 

equal  to  her  own. 

"Just  suppose "     And  then  another  pause  on  her  part. 

"Just  suppose  what,  Mrs.  Lane? — that  it  should  snow  before 
September?" 

"  Now,  Fred,  you  know ;  or  else  you  haven't  any  eyes  for " 

"  I  haven't — except  for  one,"  says  Lane,  parrying  the  situation  with 
the  very  words  he  knows  will  most  delight  her. 

"  You  absurd  boy !"  But  she  comes  fluttering  across  the  room  to 
reward  him  as  he  deserves.  "  What  I  mean  is,  Georgia  might  get  to 
think  of  him." 

"  Well,  everybody  is  thinking  of  him  just  now,  and  in  the  light  of 
such  a  catastrophe  I  suppose  I'd  have  to  make  him  think  of  her." 

"  He  does  now ;  and  if  he  doesn't — you  can't  make  people  fall  in 
love,  can  you  ?" 

"  Agreed,  Mrs.  Wisehead.  Neither  can  you  prevent  it,  can  you  ? 
I  know  I  couldn't  stop  a  fellow  from  falling  in  love  with  you  some 
few  years  ago,  hard  as  I  tried.  The  more  I  tried  to  put  you  away,  the 
more  you  kept  coming  into  that  fellow's  empty  head.  (Here  Captain 
Lane  is  rewarded  again,  and  as  soon  as  able  to  speak  resumes.)  "So 
why  worry  now?" 

"  Well,  I'm  not  worrying,  exactly,  only " 

"  Only  what  ?  Every  man  can't  have  a  wife  like  mine.  Still, 
wouldn't  she  make  rather  a  good  one  ?" 

"  Good  ?  Goodness  !  But  the  question  is  to  find  the  right  man. 
However,  I  know  what  you  mean,  Fred, — Don't  interfere ;  so  I  won't. 
And  there  they  are  chatting  in  the  parlor  yet,  and  it's  time  for  him  to 

get  ready  for  parade Why,  here's  Mr.  Mason  !"    And  Mrs.  Lane, 

who  had  slipped  into  the  dining-room,  caught  sight  of  the  adjutant  at 
the  front  door. 

"  What  is  it.  Mason  ?"  asked  Lane,  a  sudden  trouble  in  his  eyes,  as 
he  hurried  through  the  hall. 

"The  colonel  wishes  Mr.  Wharton  to  assume  command  of  C 
troop  temporarily.  I'm  ordered  to  place  Hearn  in  arrest,"  was  the 
answer,  in  tones  that  trembled  a  little  despite  Mason's  efforts  at  impas- 
sibility. 

Lane's  hand  was  extended,  as  though  to  close  the  parlor  door,  which 
stood  ajar,  but  he  was  too  late.  The  clink  of  the  scabbard  without  bad 
Vol.  XLVI.— 62 


g02  -AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

already  been  heard,  and  almost  at  the  instant  Hearn  stepped  forth  into 
the  hall. 

"  You  won't  have  far  to  look,  old  fellow.     Here  I  am." 

"  My  heaven,  Hearn !  I  thought  to  find  you  over  home,  or  I  would 
never  have  come  here  on  such  an  errand." 

"  Never  mind ;  I  am  with  you.  Good-by,  captain ;  say  good- 
afternoon  to — to  the  ladies  for  me." 

"  By  Jove !  I'm  going  over  with  you,"  said  Lane,  snatching  a 
forage-cap  and  springing  down  the  steps.  He  did  not  want  to  en- 
counter the  questioning  eyes  within. 

But  Mabel  and  Georgia  Marshall  met  at  the  parlor  door. 

"  Have  you  heard-^o  you  know  ?"  was  the  faltering  question  of 
the  former. 

"  Hear  !    Know  !   Who  could  help  hearing ?    Is  it  not  an  outrage?" 

XIII. 

If  Frank  Hearn  were  a  wronged  and  unhappy  man  before  the 
regiment  marched  away,  his  troubles  seemed  only  intensified  now. 
Deprived  of  the  command  of  his  troop  and  confined  to  his  quarters  in 
close  arrest,  he  was  confronted  by  a  new  sorrow,  one  least  expected,  yet 
hardest  of  all  to  bear. 

The  sharp  assaults  of  the  Palladium  to  a  certain  extent  had  been 
discontinued.  One  great  and  influential  journal  of  the  Northwest  had 
taken  the  pains  to  investigate  the  situation  independently,  and  was  now 
giving  its  readers  the  benefit  of  the  facts  in  the  case  of  the  much-heralded 
martyr  Welsh.  And  when  that  eminent  patriot  was  thus  shown  up  in 
his  true  colors  the  other  papers  had  to  moderate  their  ecstasies  on  his 
account.  Very  few  managing  editors,  indeed,  had  not  already  been 
shrewd  enough  to  see  what  he  must  inevitably  turn  out  to  l>e.  But  the 
originators  had  hoped  to  effect  their  onslaught  on  the  army  before 
the  actual  character  of  their  witnesses  was  exposed.  The  moment  the 
Pioneer  came  to  the  rescue  it  was  time  for  them  to  change  the  line  of 
attack,  for  no  one  of  their  number  dared  lock  horns  on  a  question  of 
fact  with  a  journal  so  fearless  and  respected.  Still,  as  a  lie  can  never 
overtake  the  truth,  and  as  in  this  case  the  lie  had  a  week's  start,  these 
exponents  of  the  ethics  of  American  journalism  had  reason  to  feel  mod- 
erately well  satisfied.  It  would  be  prudent,  however,  to  let  the  matter 
"simmer"  now;  and  there  were  other  reasons,  too:  so  Mr.  Abrams 
was  recalled  from  his  wission  to  Central  City,  and  set  to  work  at  the 
foundations  of  the  character  of  a  gentleman  just  spoken  of  in  connec- 
tion with  the  coming  municipal  elections.  He  had  hitherto  borne  an 
unimpeachable  name  in  the  community,  but  his  friends  had  committed 
the  grievous  offence  of  speaking  of  him  for  mayor  before  i\\e  Palladium, 
had  been  consulted,  and  it  therefore  became  the  Palladium's  duty  to 
pull  his  props  from  under  him. 

Contenting  himself  for  the  time-being  with  the  announcement  that 
the  military  authorities  at  division  and  army  head-quarters  had  ex- 

Eressed  their  deep  sense  of  obligation  to  the  Palladium  for  having 
rought  to  light  the  scandalous  condition  of  affairs  at  Fort  Ryan,  and 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  g03 

that  it  had  received  their  assurances  that  as  the  result  of  its  efforts 
Lieutenant  Hearn  would  be  brought  to  trial  by  court-martial,  this 
public-spirited  journal  wisely  turned  its  attention  elsewhere.  Other 
papers,  of  course,  kept  up  the  hue  and  cry,  but,  the  Pioneer^a  columns 
having  warned  them  that  their  martyr  was,  after  all,  only  a  scamp,  and 
their  victim  a  young  officer  with  a  capital  military  record  whom  the 
court  might,  after  all,  acquit,  it  became  necessary  to  prepare  the  public 
mind  for  such  a  boideversement  by  pitching  into  military  courts  in  gen- 
eral as  "Star  Chamber"  affairs,  organized  only  to  convict  privates  and 
whitewash  officers;  one  journal  going  so  far  as  to  announce  that  a 
"  court-martial  for  Lieutenant  Hearn  meant  simply  that  a  body  of  men, 
each  and  every  one  of  whom  was  in  the  daily  habit  of  violating  e very- 
rule  of  decency  and  humanity,  was  to  sit  in  judgment  on  his  case  and 
declare  him  innocent." 

All  this,  of  course,  came  duly  marked  and  with  pencil  comment  to 
Mr.  Hearn  from  scores  of  anonymous  senders,  as  he  sat  dazed  and  dis- 
heartened in  his  cheerless  room ;  but  this  was  not  all.  Nearly  two 
weeks  had  elapsed  now  since  the  first  assault,  and  the  home  letters,  for 
which  he  had  looked  with  mingled  fear  and  longing,  had  begun  to 
come.  The  first  he  opened  was  from  his  mother.  She  had  received 
the  marked  copies  of  the  Palladium  of  the  first  three  or  four  days,  sent 
no  one  knew  by  whom,  and  they  were  quickly  followed  by  others. 

What  was  it  Thackeray  wrote? — "  There  are  stories  to  a  man's  dis- 
advantage that  the  women  who  are  fondest  of  him  are  always  the  most 
eager  to  believe." 

A  devoted  woman  and  mother  was  Mrs.  Hearn,  but  her  sole  knowl- 
edge of  army  life  was  derived  from  what  she  had  seen  around  their 
nearly  ruined  home  in  a  Southern  city  about  the  close  of  the  war. 
Frank's  boyhood  was  spent  in  straitenetl  circumstances,  but  little  by 
little  his  father's  toil  and  pluck  had  restored  their  fallen  fortunes,  and, 
a  stanch  soldier  himself,  he  could  not  wonder  that  the  young  fellow's 
heart  should  be  wrapped  up  in  the  hope  of  a  commission.  Poor  Mrs. 
Hearn  !  she  had  looked  for  something  far  different,  and  even  her  pride 
at  Frank's  winning  a  cadetship  at  West  Point  by  competitive  exami- 
nation did  not  reconcile  her  to  his  entering  upon  a  profession  which 
would  associate  him  with  such  characters  as  she  had  seen  about  the  time 
the  great  array  was  being  disbanded  and  hundreds  of  officers  seemed 
to  have  nothing  to  do  but  carouse.  By  the  time  he  was  graduated,  his 
father's  practice  had  become  so  well  established  as  to  warrant  the 
squire-colonel's  yielding  to  his  wife's  pleadings.  Secretly  he  rather 
wanted  the  boy  to  go  on  in  his  career,  and  was  prouder  of  the  chevrons 
the  handsome  young  cadet  captain  had  worn  than  of  the  old  tarnished 
sleeve-knots  that  he  had  put  away  so  reverently  the  day  after  Appo- 
mattox, where  Lee's  kindly  hand  had  rested  for  a  moment  on  his  arm 
when  he  went  to  bid  his  beloved  chief  adieu.  Yielding  to  her  en- 
treaties, he  offered  Frank  good  inducements  to  drop  the  array  and  come 
horae  and  study  law,  but  the  youngster  said  his  heart  was  bound  up  in 
the  cavalry.  The  mother  haH  let  hira  go  with  prayers  and  tears.  The 
letters  from  Ryan  were  buoyant,  and  made  no  mention  of  care  or 
trouble  of  any  kind.     How  could  he  ask  his  father's  help  when  he  had 


804  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

refused  his  offer?  The  colonel  rejoiced  at  the  youngster's  indepen- 
dence and  decision,  although  he  said  nothing  to  his  wife.  Then  came 
Frank's  orders  for  Arizona,  and  Mrs.  Hearn  sobbed  herself  to  sleep. 
Again  the  father  said,  "  Resign  if  you  like,  and  I'll  start  you  here," 
but  in  the  solitude  of  his  library  he  kissed  the  l)oy's  letter  and  blessed 
him  in  his  heart  of  hearts  for  replying,  "  I  wouldn't  be  my  father's  son 
were  I  to  resign  now,  with  the  prospect  of  sharp  fighting  ahead." 
Heaven  !  with  what  trembling  hands  and  tear-dimmed  eyes  he  read 
the  glowing  words  of  old  Captain  Rawlins's  despatch  telling  how 
brilliant  and  daring  the  boy  had  been  in  the  first  fierce  battle  with  the 
Apaches !  He  draped  the  stars  and  stripes  over  Frank's  picture  in 
the  parlor,  and  bade  the  neighbors  in  to  drink  to  the  New  South  and 
the  old  flag,  and  even  Mrs.  Hearn,  ever  pessimistic  and  filled  with 
secret 'dread  of  vague  temptations  that  she  knew  not  of,  fearing  them 
more  than  peril  or  ambuscade,  took  heart  and  strove  to  rejoice  that 
Frank  was  such  a  soldier.  How  shocked  and  sorrow-stricken  they  were 
when  but  a  short  time  after  came  the  tidings  of  the  old  captain's 
lamented  death  !  How  they  studied  all  Frank's  letters,  and  learned  to 
know  the  regimental  officers  through  his  eyes,  and  longed  to  meet  that 
capital  adjutant,  Lane,  when  he  came  to  Cincinnati  recruiting!  Col- 
onel Hearn  even  took  a  few  days  off  and  the  north-bound  "  flyer"  on 
the  Queen  &  Crescent  to  go  thither  and  make  the  acquaintance  of  his 
boy's  friend,  and  sat  for  hours  with  Lane  at  the  club,  listening  to  his 
praise  of  Frank.  Then  came  the  eastward  move  again,  and  a  brief 
leave,  and  the  mother's  heart  yearned  over  her  stalwart  son,  wondering 
at  the  bronze  and  tan  of  his  once  fair  skin  and  rejoicing  in  the  strength 
of  his  handsome  face.  Mother-like,  she  sought  long  talks  with  him 
and  strove  to  catechise  him  as  to  what  they  did  when  not  actually  in 
the  field.  Was  there  not  a  great  deal  of  dissipation  ?  Did  they  not 
play  cards?  Were  there  not  too  many  temptations  to  drink  wine? 
What  opportunity  had  they  for  attending  divine  service?  etc.  So  far 
as  he  himself  was  concerned,  he  answered  frankly,  but  as  to  his  com- 
rades, all  these  questions  he  had  laughingly  parried.  He  had  now  been 
six  years  an  officer,  and  had  never  once  asked  his  father  for  money, 
yet  she  nursed  her  theory  that  under  it  all  there  was  something  hidden. 
From  childhood  she  had  been  taught  that  army  life  meant  frivolity 
and  dissipation,  if  not  vice ;  and  now  at  last,  when  her  husband  was 
miles  away  from  home,  looking  after  investments  he  had  made  in 
Florida,  came  this  startling  and  terrible  confirmation  of  her  fears.  In 
glaring  head-lines,  in  crushing,  damning  terms,  in  half  a  score  of 
prominent  Northern  papers  she  read  of  her  son  as  a  drunken  bully,  a 
gambler,  an  abusive  tyrant  to  the  helpless  men  committed  to  his  charge, 
and,  utterly  overwhelmed,  the  poor  soul  had  thrown  herself  upon  her 
knees  to  implore  of  Heaven  the  strength  to  bear  the  dreaded  blow,  and 
wisdom  to  guide  her  aright  in  the  effort  to  reclaim  her  wayward  boy. 
The  gray-haired  pastor,  for  whom  she  had  sent,  came  and  mingled  his 
tears  and  prayers  with  hers,  and  then  they  had  between  them  written 
the  letter  that  was  now  before  him  : 

"  It  is  but  the  confirmation  of  a  long-haunting  fear.     I  have  all  along 
felt  that  you  were  holding  back  something  from  me,  my  son ;  and  God 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  305 

only  knows  how  I  have  prayed  that  this  cup  might  be  spared  me  and 
this  sin  averted  from  you.  I  dreaded  the  temptation  of  army  life  for  one 
of  your  impulsive  temperament.  I  strove,  I  rebelled,  against  the  idea 
of  your  being  subjected  to  such  companionship.  I  hoped  against  hope 
that  it  might  not  be  as  I  feared ;  but,  alas !  my  intuition  was  right, 
after  all.  Do  not  think  I  am  angry,  my  boy.  Do  not  let  this  drive 
you  from  us.  As  soon  as  it  is  over,  come  home,  and  all  that  a  mother's 
love  can  do  shall  be  done  to  spare  you  further  bitterness.  My  first  im- 
pulse was  to  wire  your  uncle  James  at  Washington  to  ask  if  something 
could  not  be  done  to  avert  the  court-martial ;  but  good  old  Dr.  Wayne, 
whose  son  was  in  the  army  before  the  war,  tells  me  that  it  is  hopeless, 
and  that  the  best  that  can  be  done  is  to  get  your  resignation  accepted, 
so  that,  though  you  have  to  quit  the  service,  as  he  says,  it  may  not  be 
by  the  disgrace  of  a  sentence.  I  have,  therefore,  wired  James  to  go  at 
once  to  the  Secretary,  and  Dr.  Wayne  has  also  invoked  the  aid  of  some 
influential  friends.  Wire  me  instantly  on  receipt  of  this,  that  I  may 
know  that  you  are  bearing  up  manfully.  It  will  soon  be  over.  May 
God  sustain  you,  my  son,  is  the  prayer  of  your  devoted  and  distracted 

"  Mother. 

"  P.S. — Frank,  my  worst  anxiety  is  on  your  poor  father's  account. 
I  dread  to  think  of  the  effect  this  news  will  have  upon  him.  He  never 
appreciated  the  danger  as  I  did." 

And  this  was  the  letter  poor  Hearn  was  almost  raging  over  when 
the  door  opened,  afler  a  single  prefatory  bang,  and  in  came  the  major : 

"  Hello,  lad  !  how  are  you  to-day  ?  The  regulations  which  forbid 
your  visiting  the  commanding  officer  don't  prevent  his  coming  in  to  see 
you,  I  suppose.  Any  more  newspaper  attacks?  You  couldn't  have 
got  much  worse  if  you  had  been' running  for  President  of  these  United 
States.  I  see  that  three  papers  of  my  beloved  home  are  now  calling 
me  ugly  names  because  my  brother  published  a  letter  in  which  I  had 
the  temerity  to  say  to  him  that  Welsh  was  a  sneak  and  Abrams  a  slouch 
and  you  a  soldier ;  but  I  never  expect  anything  better.  Why,  Hearn, 
my  boy,  forgive  me.  Something's  wrong,  and  here  I'm  rattling  away 
and  never  seeing  it." 

"  Read  that,"  said  Hearn ;  and  the  major  read,  with  wonderment 
and  concern  deepening  in  his  grizzled  face,  then  turned  away  to  the 
window  with  a  long  whistle. 

"  Well,  lad,  that  is  something  even  I  hadn't  thought  of.  By  gad, 
I'm  going  to  write  a  few  lines  to  your  good  mother  on  my  own  hook : 
she  reminds  me  of  mine.  No;  no  shutting  yourself  up  in  your  bed- 
room now.  Come  out  here  on  the  piazza,  where  there's  sunshine,  and 
where  there  will  be  roses  presently.  Mrs.  Lane  and  Miss  Marshall  have 
gone  over  to  the  hospital  with  some  jellies  for  Brent,  and  it's  time  for 
them  to  return.  Come  out,  I  say,  or,  as  commanding  officer  of  the  post, 
I'll  send  a  file  of  the  guard  to  haul  you  out.  You've  lost  three  shades 
of  tan  in  four  days,  and  I'm  not  going  to  let  you  mope  in  here,  if  I 
have  to  annul  your  colonel's  order  of  close  arrest  and  give  you  extended 
limits.     Come  out." 

There  was  no  resisting  the  major ;  there  was  no  resisting  the  deeper 


806  ^^  ARMV  PORTIA. 

longing  in  his  heart.  Every  day  since  his  incarceration  Mrs.  Lane  had 
found  means  to  send  him  some  friendly  little  note,  together  with  daintias 
of  domestic  manufacture;  every  day  she  and  Miss  Marshall  had  ap- 
peared at  least  once  or  twice  upon  the  walk  in  front,  although  he  could 
not  join  them ;  and  now  they  were  interesting  themselves  in  Corporal 
Brent,  said  the  major,  and  the  corporal  was  getting  well  enough  to  be 
read  to  a  little  while  and  to  see  some  of  his  chums  for  a  few  minutes 
and  to  inquire  how  he  had  been  hurt.  Kenyon  fairly  towed  his  prisoner 
out  through  the  hall  and  landed  him  on  the  veranda  just  as  the  noon- 
day drum  was  sounding  orderly  call,  then  rattling  out  "  Roast  Beef  of 
Old  England"  in  hoarse  accompaniment  to  the  piping  of  the  fife. 

Half  an  hour  later,  two  parasols  could  be  distinguished  above  the 
low  shrubbery  farther  east  along  the  row,  and  the  ladies  on  Burnham's 
veranda,  where  the  doctor  was  seated  in  clover,  now  that  Wallace  had 
ridden  away,  stepped  forward  to  the  hedge  and  accosted  the  bearere  and 
strove  to  persuade  them  to  stay.  Hearn's  heart  seemed  to  halt  in  pro- 
test, then  poundal  gladly  away  again,  for  the  delay  was  but  momentary, 
— phenomenally  short  for  feminine  chats ;  but  the  mail  was  coming,  and 
Mrs.  Lane  was  impatient  to  get  her  letters.  Once  more  the  parasols 
came  floating  along  above  the  hedge.  One,  held  some  six  inches  higher 
than  the  other,  was  on  the  outside,  farthest  from  the  fence.  That  was 
hers,  and  she  it  must  be  who  would  first  come  in  sight  from  behind  the 
big  lilac-bush  in  Brodie's  yard.  If  Mrs.  Brodie  should  happen  to  see 
them  and  stop  them  !  But  no;  Mrs.  Brodie  went  across  the  parade  to 
the  Crosses'  half  an  hour  ago,  thank  heaven.  Hearn's  eager  eyes  were 
fixed  upon  the  outer  edge  of  that  lovely  lilac  screen,  longing  for  the  first 
glance  of  the  face  he  had  seen  in  his  dreams  night  and  day  now  for 
nearly  a  week.  If  she  were  thinking  of  him,  if  he  were  anything  to 
her,  would  not  she  be  apt  to  look  towhrd  this  veranda  the  instant  she 
hove  in  sight  around  that  sheltering  bush  ?  "  Yonder  they  come  now," 
said  Kenyon,  slowly  lowering  his  boot- heels  from  the  balcony  rail. 
"  I'm  going  to  stop  them  at  the  gate  to  see  how  Brent  is." 

Another  instant,  and  once  more  the  floating  fringes  of  the  outer 
parasol  came  sailing  slowly  into  sight  beyond  the  lilacs,  then  the  white 
ferrule,  a  daintily-gloved  hand,  a  white-draped  shoulder,  then  a  proudly- 
poise<l,  dark-haired  head,  thick,  low-arched  eyebrows  and  long  curling 
lashes  through  a  flimsy  web  of  veil  that  hung  almost  to  the  rosy  lips, 
close  compressed  ;  then  sudden  upward  sweep  of  lash,  a  quick,  straight 
glance  from  two  deep,  dark  eyes,  a  gleam  of  joy,  of  glad  recognition, 
an  instant  parting  of  the  curving  lips  and  a  flash  of  white,  even  teeth, 
and  Hearn  s  heart  throbbed  and  bounded.  She  had  seen  him  instantly, 
and  was  glad. 

Yet  it  was  Mrs.  Lane  who  had  to  do  most  of  the  talking,  for 
Georgia  Marshall  was  strangely  silent.  Every  now  and  then  her  eyes 
seemed  to  take  quick  note  of  the  }iallor  of  his  face  and  the  lines  of  care 
and  trouble.  Kenyon  had  held  open  the  gate  and  quietly  steered  the 
two  ladies  to  the  veranda,  where  Hearn  was  hastily  placing  chairs;  and 
though  the  mail-orderly  was  approaching  and  Mrs.  Lane  knew  there 
must  be  letters  from  her  captain,  she  could  not  take  Georgia  instantly 
away,  and  so  for  a  few  moments  they  sat  there,  in  their  dainty  summer 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  807 

gowns  and  with  deep  sympathy  in  their  eyes, — eyes  so  different  in  color, 
yet  so  like  in  expression,  they  would  have  cheered  a  sorer  heart  than 
Hearn's. 

The  orderly  carrying  the  mail  came  briskly  in  at  the  gate. 

"  I  left  Mrs.  Lane's  letters  at  the  house,  ma'am,"  he  said,  as  he 
handed  a  package  to  Kenyon  and  proceeded  to  unload  half  a  dozen 
bulky  newspapers  on  Hearn.  Kenyon  had  opened  his  ofiBcial  letter 
with  brief  "  excuse  me,"  and  then  began  to  chuckle : 

"Hearn,  my  boy,  they  mean  to  do  you  all  proper  honor.  Just 
look  at  this  detail,  will  you  ?     Four  or  five  colonels  and  majors  and 

half  a  dozen  captains  to  sit  in  judgment,  and well,  if  this  don't 

beat  all !  old  Lawler  himself  for  judge-advocate." 

Hearn's  face  was  flushing  and  paling  by  turns. 

"You  don't  mean  that  Colonel  Lawler  himself  is  detailed?" 

"  Certainly  I  do ;  and  what  do  you  want  to  bet  the  Palladium 
doesn't  say  that  this  was  done  in  deference  to  its  suggestion  that  no 
biassed  associates  of  the  accused  officer  should  be  allowed  to  officiate, 
as  the  people  will  tolerate  no  whitewashing  of  character  in  this  most 
flagrant  case,  or  words  to  that  effect  ?  Oh,  I  know  those  fellows ! 
There's  more  conceit  in  one  newspaper  office  in  my  beloved  home  than 
in  all  the  armies  in  Christendom." 

The  ladies  had  risen,  Mrs.  Lane's  eyes  saying  plainly  to  her  friend, 
"  We  ought  to  go." 

"  Does  the  court  meet  here  7"  asked  Hearn,  quietly.  "  Please  don't 
go,  Mrs.  Lane, — not  just  yet." 

"  Indeed  we  must,  Mr.  Hearn.  I  know  you  need  to  confer  with 
the  major  now,  and  we  will  only  be  in  the  way." 

Hearn's  eyes  had  sought  Miss  Marshall's.  She  was  standing  by 
the  balcony  with  half-averted  face,  yet  listening  intently. 

"  The  court  meets  here,  and  on  Monday  of  next  week.  Verily, 
Hearn,  public  wrath  demands  a  prompt  trial  of  your  villany.  Now, 
with  Lawler  to  prosecute,  you'll  need  a  friend  to  defend.  Who  is  it 
to  be?" 

"  I  have  not  asked  any  one,"  said  Hearn,  slowly.  "  The  charges 
have  not  yet  reached  me.  I  do  not  know  of  what  I  am  to  be  accused, 
who  are  the  witnesses,  or  anything  about  it.  Whom  could  I  ask  to 
op|)ose  Lawler?" 

Miss  Marshall  had  slowly  turned,  and  now  looked  full  at  Kenyon's 
troubled  face.  Her  slender  hands  were  clasping;  her  breath  seemed 
to  come  and  go  almost  too  quickly. 

"  There's  no  man  here  fit  to  advise  yon,  Hearn,  and  I  know  of  no 
one  quite  a  match  in  subterfuge  for  that  *  Tombs  Lawler,'  "  was  the  re- 
luctant answer. 

"  Then  I'll  fight  it  out  alone  as  best  I  can,"  said  Hearn,  at  last. 

The  ladies  were  going  ;  Mrs.  Lane  was  down  the  steps  already,  and 
the  major  gallantly  striving  to  raise  her  parasol.  Hearn  had  clasped 
Miss  Marshall's  slender  hand  as  she  turned  to  say  adieu,  and  the  frank 
cordial  pressure  emboldened  him.  He  would  have  held  it  firmly,  but 
as  firmly,  yet  gently,  it  was  withdrawn. 

"  Only  a  week  yet,  Mr.  Hearn,"  she  spoke,  her  bosom  rising  and 


808  ^-^  ARMV  PORTIA. 

filing  quickly.  "  Is  there  no  officer  you  know  to  take  up  this  case 
for  you?" 

"  1  fear  not,  Miss  Marshall.  You  know  I'm  not  even  a  first  lieu- 
tenant yet;  and  he  is  a  lieutenant-colonel." 

She  looked  up  one  instant  in  his  eyes,  then  with  sudden  impulsive 
movement  held  forth  the  hand  she  had  just  withdrawn. 

"  Good-by,"  she  said,  turned  quickly,  and  was  gone. 

For  a  moment  the  two  friends  walked  on  in  silence. 

"  A  penny  for  your  thoughts,  Georgia." 

"  I  wish  I  were  a  man." 

"  On  his  account,  is  it  ?  Don't  you  know — he  would  far,  far  rather 
have  you  just  as  you  are?" 

XIV. 

A  general  court-martial  was  in  session  at  Ryan,  and  for  three  days 
had  been  sitting  in  judgment  on  Lieutenant  Hearn.  It  was  the  first 
occasion  in  many  a  long  year  on  which  Colonel  Lawler  had  appeared 
in  the  rdle  of  judge-advocate,  that  complex  and  contradictory  position 
wherein  the  so-called  legal  adviser  of  the  court,  having  prosecuted  in 
the  name  of  the  government  to  the  extent  of  his  ability,  proceeds  to 
demolish  his  own  elaborately-planned  attack.  It  is  the  not  infrequent 
result  of  such  a  system  that  the  exertions  of  the  prosecution  so  exhaust 
its  representatives  that  the  defence  is  left  to  its  own  devices,  and  in  the 
case  of  Colonel  Lawler,  as  has  been  said,  he  had  always  held  that  when 
an  officer  was  under  trial  the  moral  obligation  of  the  government  was 
to  find  him  guilty,  if  a  possible  thing. 

No  one  on  the  court  could  quite  understand  why  Lawler  had  been 
detailed  for  this  duty.  It  was  a  n^ost  unusual  thing  to  call  upon  the 
officers  of  the  department  of  military  justice  itself  to  furnish  the  pros- 
ecutor; rather  was  it  their  province  to  remain  at  the  office  of  the 
division  or  department  commander,  and,  in  reviewing  the  records,  to 
sit  in  judgment  on  the  judges.  But  tiie  Palladium,  true  to  Kenyon's 
prophecy,  was  not  slow  in  explaining  the  situation.  It  was  a  case  in 
which  the  whole  people,  with  itself  as  their  representative,  had  de- 
manded the  trial  of  the  officer  who  dared  maltreat  the  man.  No  ordi- 
nary occasion  was  this,  but  one  to  attract  wide  attention  throughout  the 
entire  nation  and  be  daily  reported  by  the  press.  Colonel  Lawler  saw 
opportunity  for  distinction  hitherto  unequalled  ;  he  asked  of  his  general 
the  detail  as  judge-advocate  of  the  court,  and  the  general,  though 
surprised,  saw  no  way  to  refuse. 

So  carefully  had  the  court  been  chosen  that  of  its  entire  array  of 
thirteen  members  every  man  was  personally  a  stranger  to  the  young 
soldier  whose  fate  lay  in  their  hands.  Of  all  his  regiment  not  another 
officer  was  at  the  poet  when  the  court  began  to  arrive,  and  the  only 
soldier — heaven  save  the  mark  ! — was  Welsh,  now  assigned,  much  to 
their  disgust,  to  Captain  Brodie's  company  of  the  infantry  for  rations 
and  quarters  until  his  evidence  should  be  given ;  and  Welsh  was  the 
constant  centre  of  a  group  of  newspaper  men  now  billeted  at  Central 
City  and  resenting  it  not  a  little  that  they  were  not  invited  to  put  up 
at  the  fort. 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  809 

But,  as  matters  stood,  the  fort  was  already  taxed  to  its  utmost 
capacity :  the  only  quarters  in  which  there  was  room  for  the  arriving 
gentlemen  were  those  of  the  absent  cavalry  officers.  Mrs.  Morris  had 
two  spare  rooms,  and  promptly  invited  Colonels  Grace  and  Maitland, 
old  friends  of  her  husband,  to  be  her  guests.  Kenyon  took  in  three  of 
the  seniors.  Mrs.  Wharton  happened  to  know  Captain  Chase,  who  was 
one  of  the  detail,  and  scandalized  Mrs.  Brodie  by  borrowing  the  Lane 
barouche,  meeting  him  at  the  depot,  and  driving  him  straight  to  her  roof. 

"  Mind  you,"  said  that  young  matron,  "  every  man  on  this  court 
shan't  go  to  its  first  session  without  knowing  something  of  Frank 
Hearn's  real  character.     I  only  wish  I  had  room  for  more." 

Mrs.  Lane  had  no  spare  bedroom,  but  bade  her  regimental  friends 
who  had,  to  fill  them  up  with  membere  of  the  court.  "  Georgia  and  I 
will  board  the  whole  array,  if  you  will  only  let  us,"  she  declared. 
"  I'll  set  a  lunch  for  the  court  at  noon,  and  dine  the  entire  party 
at  seven  every  day  they  are  here,  if  some  one  will  only  agree  to  take 
Colonel  Lawler." 

Nobody  wanted  Lawler,  and  so  he  was  one  of  the  three  relegated  to 
the  gloomy  precincts  of  old  Kenyon's  quarters  and  compelled  to  rough 
it  at  bachelor  mess.  It  was  arranged  that  eight  members  of  the  court 
should  be  quartered  among  the  cavalry  homesteads  and  otherwise  be 
entertained  at  the  Lanes'.  Of  such  are  the  expedients  to  which  gar- 
risons are  subject. 

It  was  not  until  Monday  afternoon  that  the  court  began  its  session. 
Two  officers  had  telegraphed  that  they  could  not  reach  the  post  until 
the  arrival  of  the  noon  train ;  but  all  that  morning  and  most  of  Sunday 
the  judge-advocate  had  been  bustling  about  the  garrison,  full  of  im- 
portance and  enthusiasm.  Recognizing  the  interest  felt  in  the  case  by 
an  entire  neighborhood,  and  sedulously  active  in  providing  for  the 
needs  of  the  press,  Lawler  had  caused  the  quartet's  of  C  troop  to  be 
cleared  of  all  the  iron  bunks.  Arm-racks  and  lockers  were  shifte<i 
away ;  a  long  table  had  been  brought  up  from  the  mess-room  under- 
neath and  set  in  the  middle  of  the  big  room,  the  president's  chair  at 
the  head,  his  own  at  the  foot,  those  of  the  members  at  the  sides. 
Another  long  table  was  provided  for  the  swarm  of  newspaper  corre- 
spondents, and  then,  for  the  general  public,  the  mess-rooms  of  the 
cavalry  had  been  ransacked,  and  benches  and  chairs  to  accommodate 
several  hundred  people  ranged  about  the  room.  It  was  Saturday  nig^t 
when  Lawler  arrived  and  was  met  by  Major  Kenyon  and  escorted  to 
his  quarters. 

"  You  might  tell  Mr.  Hearn  that  whatever  he  may  desire  to  say  to 
me  about  the  case  I  can  hear  to-night.  You  have  no  objection  to  his 
coming  to  your  quarters,  I  suppose?" 

"  Lord,  no  !  I  like  it.  So  does  he,  generally ;  but  if  you  want  to 
see  Hearn  you'll  have  to  go  yourself." 

"  Why  ?"  said  Lawler,  reddening.  "  He  ought  to  know  that  it  is 
to  his  interest  to  seek  the  advice  and  assistance  of  the  judge-advocate. 
Of  course  he  knows  that  I  must  do  my  full  duty  in  prosecuting  the 
case ;  but,  outside  of  that,  any  service  I  can  render  him  he  has  a  right 
to  call  for." 


310-  AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"  Oh,  he  understands ;  but,  as  he  was  given  no  opportunity  to  speak 
for  himself  when  you  were  investigating  the  case,  I  fancy  he  will  ask 
none  now,  until  he  comes  before  the  court.  Then  you  probably  will 
hear  from  him." 

"  It  might  be  very  much  better  if  he  were  to  frankly  consult  the 
judge-advocate,"  said  Lawler,  gazing  keenly  at  Kenyon  from  under  his 
shaggy  brows. 

"  Very  much  better  for  the  prosecution.  But — how  better  for 
him?" 

"  Well,  those  young  men  never  gain  anything  by  fighting  a  case. 
He  had  much  better  throw  himself  on  the  clemency  of  the  court.  But 
I  suppose  some  one  has  undertaken  to  defend  him  ?"  Another  shrewd 
glance. 

"Some  one!  yes,  I've  heard  that  several  some-ones  offered  their 
services  by  first  mail  the  moment  it  was  known  you  were  to  be  prose- 
cutor.    What  the  devil  did  you  take  it  for,  anyway?" 

"  You  seem  to  forget.  Major  Kenyon,  that  it  was  a  matter  of  very 
grave  imjwrtance  to  the  army  as  well  as  to  the  public,"  said  the  colonel, 
with  much  dignity.  "  Officers  who  are  rash  enough  to  seek  to  defend 
him  can  have  little  conception  of  the  feeling  aroused  throughout  the 
entire  North." 

"  True,"  said  Kenyon,  with  sarcastic  emphasis.  "  It's  one  of  the 
singular  traits  of  some  fellows  in  the  army  that,  instead  of  meekly 
knuckling  under  to  what  they  know  to  be  an  outrageous  misrepresenta- 
tion of  themselves  and  their  profession,  they  should  have  the  consum- 
mate effrontery  to  resent  even  newspaper  attacks.  Now,  you  can  hardly 
conceive  it  possible,  Colonel  Lawler,  but,  do  you  know,  there  are  actu- 
ally officers  who  think  Hearn  a  thousand  times  more  sinned  against 
than  sinning?  And,  that  being  their  conviction,  they  are  so  blind  to 
their  own  interest  as  to  be  willing  to  fight  for  it.  It  is  incomprehensible 
— to  some  j^eople ;  but  it's  a  fact." 

And — will  it  be  believed  ? — when  Colonel  Lawler  sent  his  orderly 
to  say  that  he  would  receive  Hearn  at  Major  Kenyon's  quarters  in  case 
he  desired  to  see  him,  the  orderly  came  back  with  the  lieutenant's 
compliments  and  the  singular  response  that  the  lieutenant  knew  of  no 
reason  whatever  why  he  should  want  to  see  the  colonel  at  any  time. 

Lawler  had  conceived  it  his  duty  then  to  accost  Mr.  Hearn  on  the 
piazza  of  his  quarters,  and  blandly  to  inform  him  that  he  was  entitled, 
if  he  saw  fit,  to  call  in  the  services  of  some  suitable  friend  as  amiais 
curice.  Brodie  and  Cross  were  both  sitting  there  at  the  moment,  and 
glanced  at  each  other  with  a  grin,  as  Hearn  coolly  looked  the  judge- 
advocate  straight  in  the  eye  and  remarked  that  he  was  aware  of  the 
fact. 

"  I  thought  you  might  not  know  it,  and  I  desired  to  say  that  I 
should  interpose  no  objection,"  said  Lawler. 

"  I  am  not  aware,  Colonel  Lawler,  that  it  is  the  judge-advocate 
who  either  denies  or  consents.  It  is  the  court,  as  I  understand  it,  that 
settles  the  question."  And  Lawler  went  away  with  tingling  ears. 
Heam's  tem|)er  was  being  sorely  tried.  No  less  than  four  times  that 
Sunday  morning  had  he  been  called  upon  by  gentlemen  representing 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  gH 

themselves  as  correspondents  for  some  paper  or  other,  each  one  of  whom 
desired  to  interview  him  as  to  the  line  of  defence  he  proposed  adopting, 
and  really  seemed  astonished  that  he  should  decline  to  give  any  infor- 
mation on  the  subject.  And  Hearn's  replies  to  Lawler  had  be'en  buzzed 
around  the  garrison  with  added  emphasis  at  every  repetition. 

And  yet,  when  Monday  afternoon  came,  and,  in  the  presence  of  a 
crowded  array  of  civilians  from  all  over  the  neighborhood,  Colonel 
Lawler  impressively  inquired  the  name  of  the  gentleman  whom  the 
accused  desired  to  introduce  as  counsel,  and  even  the  fans  ceased  to 
flutter,  and  all  ears  were  intent  upon  the  reply,  and  a  dozen  pencils 
were  poised  over  the  pads  on  the  reporters'  table,  Mr.  Hearn  astonished 
almost  all  hearers  by  placidly,  even  smilingly,  responding, — 

"  Nobody." 

"  Why,  I  understood  from  gentlemen  here  at  the  post  that  you 
intended  to  introduce  counsel,"  said  Lawler,  much  nettled. 

"  With  all  deference  to  the  court,"  said  Hearn,  "  the  understanding 
of  the  judge-advocate  is  at  fault." 

There  was  instant  titter,  and  a  ripple  of  applause.  The  corre- 
spondents glanced  quickly  at  one  another  and  then  in  surprise  at  Hearn. 
For  a  man  who  refused  to  talk  at  their  bidding,  he  was  displaying 
unlooked-for  ability  now.  Lawler  reddened  to  the  roots  of  his  hair 
and  glanced  angrily  around. 

"  The  audience  must  keep  order,"  he  said.  "  You  are  at  liberty 
to  witness  these  proceedings,  but  audible  comment  or  any  levity  at 
attempted  witticisms  on  the*  part  of  the  accused  will  not  be  tolerated." 

But  Hearn's  face  wore  a  provokingly  placid  smile.  And  the 
president,  rapping  on  the  table  with  the  hilt  of  his  sword,  called  for 
silence  and  curtly  demanded  of  the  judge-advocate  that  he  proceed 
with  the  case. 

Not  ten  feet  from  where  Mr.  Hearn  sat  by  his  little  table,  whereon 
were  his  memoranda  and  a  few  books,  Georgia  Marshall,  with  sparkling 
eyes  and  flushed  cheeks,  bent  and  whispered  to  Mrs.  Lane, — 

"  One  for  our  side." 

And  Mrs.  Wharton,  catching  the  eye  of  some  friends  across  the 
room,  very  improperly  tap|)ed  the  back  of  her  kid-covered  thumb-nails 
together  in  mute  applause.  The  press  and  the  populace  might  be  with 
the  prosecution,  but  it  was  easy  to  see  that  there  were  loyal  and  lavish 
hearts  there  stanch  for  the  defence. 

The  court  had  not  been  authorized  to  sit  without  r^ard  to  hours. 
Lawler  argued  that  in  a  case  of  such  wide-spread  interest  the  sessions 
should  be  held  when  it  would  be  most  convenient  for  the  world  at  large 
to  attend,  and  by  adjourning  at  three  p.m.,  the  conventional  hour,  all 
good  citizens  would  be  able  to  get  home  in  abundance  of  time,  secure 
in  the  belief  that  nothing  would  transpire  before  they  could  return  to 
their  post  of  observation  on  the  morrow.  Nothing  of  great  consequence 
was  accomplished  on  the  first  day^  beyond  the  ceremony  of  swearing  the 
court,  which  Lawler  rendered  as  impressive  as  possible,  the  administer- 
ing of  the  judge-advocate's  oath,  which  Colonel  Grace  rattled  through 
in  a  perfunctory  style  that  robbed  the  legal  gentleman  of  the  dramatic 
effect  he  had  contemplated,  and  the  reading  of  the  charges  and  specifi- 


812  AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

cations,  which  were  breathlessly  listened  to  by  the  throng  and  most 
oratorical ly  delivered  by  the  judge-advocate.  There  was  something 
especially  fine  in  the  air  with  which  he  turned  and  faced  the  soldierly 
young  officer  who,  in  his  trim  fatigue  uniform,  stood  opposite  to  him 
at  the  table. 

"  To  the  first  specification  of  the  first  charge,  how  say  you,  sir? — 
guilty  or  not  guilty  ?" 

And,  in  the  simplest  way  in  the  world,  the  answer  came  in  tones 
sufiiciently  clear  to  be  audible  beyond  the  open  window : 

"  Not  guilty." 

And  so  to  each  and  every  specification  and  to  the  charges  of  conduct 
unbecoming  an  officer  and  a  gentleman  and  of  conduct  prejudicial  to 
good  order  and  military  discipline.  Lieutenant  Hearn  calmly  protested 
his  entire  innocence,  and  the  pleas  were  duly  recorded. 

Then  Colonel  Lawler  announced  that  in  view  of  the  importance 
and  probable  length  of  the  case  he  desired  the  services  of  a  stenog- 
rapher and  requested  the  authority  of  the  court  to  call  one  in.  The 
president  looked  perturbed ;  stenographers  were  expensive,  and  the 
last  court  he  was  on  had  been  rapped  over  the  knuckles  for  employ- 
ing one,  although  the  record  exceeded  a  hundred  and  fifty  pages  in 
length. 

"  How  long  will  you  need  one,  and  how  soon  can  you  get  him 
here?"  asked  Colonel  Grace. 

"  Well,  we  can  get  through  with  the  case  in  very  short  time  with  a 
stenographer,  but  it  will  take  a  week  at  least  without  one."  He  did 
not  say,  however,  that  he  had  one  already  in  the  room,  in  the  shape  of 
a  newspaper  man  from  Chicago.  Some  of  the  court  began  to  consult 
among  themselves. 

"  Make  him  write  his  own  proceedings,"  whispered  Colonel  Mait- 
land  to  the  president.  "  By  gad,  he  was  probably  the  man  that  rapped 
your  court  for  employing  one  there  at  Omaha  last  month."  Then  he 
scribbled  a  line  and  tossed  the  scrap  of  paper  over  to  Major  Putnam 
on  the  other  side,  and  passed  word  down  to  Captain  Thorp,  who  had 
been  judge-advocate  of  the  court  in  question.  It  was  evident  that  the 
members  thought  that  here  was  an  admirable  chance  to  "work"  the 
judge-advocate,  a  thing  seldom  enjoyed ;  and  at  last  old  Grace,  hum- 
ming and  hawing  a  little,  said  that  the  court  could  not  see  the  neces- 
sity, in  view  of  the  remarks  made  by  division  head-quarters  on  a 
recent  case,  and  must  for  the  present  decline  the  request.  Whereat 
Colonel  Lawler,  in  manifest  ill  humor,  remarked  that  he  could  be  safely 
expected  to  say  what  would  and  what  would  not  be  approved  by  the 
division  commander,  and  that,  if  the  court  would  not  order  it,  he  would 
get  the  order  by  telegraph. 

"All  right,"  said  the  president;  "and  meantime  we'll  proceed 
without  one.  I  suppose  you  are  ready  with  your  first  witness,  Mr. 
Judge- Advocate?"  • 

"  If  the  court  insists,  yes ;  but  I  prefer  to  wait  until  I  hear  from 
the  telegram  which  I  am  now  writing." 

"  We  had  better  go  right  ahead,"  said  Colonel  Grace. 

And  so,  amidst  profound  silence,  the  name  of  the  first  witness 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  813 

was  called ;  and  with  the  eyes  of  the  entire  room  upon  him,  neatly 
dressed,  cleanly  shaved,  and  looking  his  very  best.  Trooper  Welsh  was 
ushered  in  from  the  outer  gallery,  was  sworn  impressively  by  Lawler, 
and  was  asked  for  his  name,  rank,  and  regiment,  and  whether  he  knew 
the  accused.  The  new  correspondent  of  the  Palladium  described  the 
hasty  glance  which  Welsh  cast  at  the  lieutenant  as  one  in  which  "  his 
glowing,  dark  eyes  kindled  with  the  pent-up  sense  of  the  wrongs 
and  humiliations  heaped  upon  him  by  the  officer  in  question."  Major 
Kenyon,  sitting  close  by  Mrs.  Lane,  looked  at  Brodie  with  swift 
whis{)ered  comment  on  that  furtive  glance.  Miss  Marshall  never  took 
her  eyes  from  the  witness's  face. 

"  State  how  long  you  have  been  in  service,  and  with  what  company 
you  have  served." 

"  I've  been "  then  there  was  a  sudden  flutter  of  the  eyelids  and 

a  moment's  hesitation,  but  only  a  moment's, — "  I've  been  in  Troop  C, 
Eleventh  Cavalry,  about  eight  months,  stationed  here  at  Fort  Ryan. 
I  enlisted  in  St.  Louis  a  year  ago." 

The  judge-advocate  was  just  writing  out  the  answer,  when  Miss 
Marshall  leaned  over  and  whispered  a  word  to  Kenyon.  The  major 
nodded  appreciatively  and  looked  eagerly  along  the  faces  of  the 
members  of  the  court  across  the  table.  Captain  Thorp's  eyes  met  his, 
and  it  was  Thorp  who  suddenly  spoke : 

"  The  witness  has  not  answered  the  question,  as  I  understand  it." 

"  He  has  answered  as  the  court  understands  it,"  said  Lawler, 
sharply,  "  and  entirely  to  my  satisfaction." 

"  He  may  have  answered  to  the  satisfaction  of  the  judge-advocate, 
but  I  suggest  that  the  court  can  speak  for  itself,"  was  Thorp's  cool 
reply.  "The  question  should  have  elicited. an  answer  as  to  the  entire 
service,  possibly  in  other  commands,  on  the  part  of  the  witness ;  and 
he  replies  only  as  to  C  troop." 

"  He  has  given  the  exact  information  I  desired,"  said  Lawler, 
hastily,  "and  all  my  question  was  intended  to  cover.  I  protest  against 
interference  with  my  witnesses." 

Bang !  came  old  Grace's  sword-hilt  on  the  table. 

"  It  is  three  o'clock,  Mr.  Judge- Advocate,  and  the  court  will 
adjourn." 

Lawler  drew  a  long  breath,  and  glanced  triumphantly  at  Thorp. 

But,  however  little  the  first  day  brought  forth,  the  second  in  no 
wise  lacked  sensation.  Welsh  and  Mr.  Levi  Schonberg,  in  terms  most 
emphatic,  had  described  the  assault  upon  the  principal  witness ;  both 
declared  that  with  brutal  violence  Welsh  had  been  dragged  forth  from 
the  bar-room  and  then  kicked  and  cuffed  all  the  way  to  the  guard- 
house ;  both  denied  the  faintest  provocation  or  excuse ;  and  then,  amid 
oppressive  stillness,  Mr.  Schonberg  had  described  his  connection  with 
the  trader's  establishment  six  years  before,  and  his  knowledge  of  the 
pecuniary  dealings  of  the  accused.  In  positive  terms  he  asserted  that 
old  Mr.  Braine  had  lent  the  accused  sums  aggregating  six  hundred 
dollars  at  different  times,  and  that  he  had  frequently  and  vainly  im- 
portuned him,  in  letters  written  by  Schonberg,  for  payment,  had  been 
ignored,  and  that  finally,  when  he,  after  the  accused  returned  to  the 


814  A.N  ARMY  PORTIA. 

post,  strove  to  collect  the  amount,  he,  the  witness,  was  met  with  curt 
refusal,  denials  of  all  indebtedness,  and  finally  with  threats  and  assault. 
Nothing  much' more  connected  could  well  be  imagined.  Both  men 
were  positive  and  precise  as  to  facts  and  dates,  and  both  when  cross- 
examined  by  the  accused  stuck  stoutly  and  positively  to  their  versions. 
Another  witness  was  Mrs.  Schonberg  that  was  and  Mrs.  Braine  that 
had  been,  and  her  testimony,  though  by  no  means  truculent  or  positive, 
was  largely  in  support  of  that  of  her  Jewish  spouse.  She  was  sure  of 
the  loans  to  Hearn  ;  sure  he  had  never  repaid  them  ;  sure  that  Braine 
had  directed  them  placed  upon  the  books,  and  had  frequently  spoken 
to  her  of  them,  because  she  thought  that  he  was  too  open-handed  and 
credulous,  and  had  told  him  so. 

When  court  adjourned  at  three  p.m.  on  the  second  day  the  case  had 
gone  dead  against  Hearn,  and  Colonel  Grace  gravely  inquired  if  he 
could  not  procure  counsel  even  now ;  it  might  still  be  allowed.  But 
Hearn  quietly  shook  his  head.  Wednesday  morning  was  to  have 
brought  the  redoubtable  Mr.  Abrams  to  the  scene  to  aid  the  case  for 
the  prosecution,  but  Colonel  Lawler  was  compelled  to  say  that  the  wit- 
ness was  not  forthcoming,  and  had  not  even  answered  telegrams  sent 
him.  There  was  some  quiet  grinning  at  the  reporters'  table,  and  old 
Kenyon  breathed  a  sigh  as  he  bent  over  and  whispered  to  Brodie, — 

"  D — n  that  fellow !  He  never  meant  to  come,  and  Lawler 
knows  it.     Cross-examination  w^ould  have  broken  him  all  up." 

But  two  other  civilians  were  produced,  who  claimed  to  be  old 
friends  of  the  late  trader,  and  one  of  these  testified  that  the  week  be- 
fore his  death  Mr.  Braine  had  declared  that  Hearn  had  refused  to  repay 
the  money  and  he  regarded  it  as  good  as  lost.  Hearn  protested  against 
this  as  "  hearsay"  and  not  testimony  under  oath.  Lawler  vowed  it 
was  material  and  confirmatory,  and  the  court  was  cleared,  to  the  utter 
indignation  of  the  correspondents  thus  compelled  to  quit  the  room  with 
the  common  herd.  Thrice  again  this  happened  during  the  day,  and 
people  grew  disgusted,  many  of  them  leaving  ;  but  those  who  remained, 
including  the  officers,  could  see  no  earthly  hope  for  Hearn.  Every- 
thing had  been  as  conclusively  proved  as  such  witnesses  could  establish 
matters,  and  the  only  chance  lay  in  the  impeachment  of  their  testi- 
mony. 

It  was  nearly  three  o'clock  on  Wednesday  when  Lawler  said  that 
if  the  other  witness,  Mr.  Abrams,  did  not  put  in  an  appearance  he 
would  rest  the  case  for  the  prosecution.  Colonel  Maitland  inquired 
why  the  books  of  the  late  post  trader  had  not  been  produced  in  court 
in  support  of  Schonberg's  testimony,  and  Lawler  promptly  responded 
that  they  were  too  bulky  to  be  ap|>ended  to  the  record,  were  property 
of  the  estate,  and  he  had  not  considered  them  necessary.     However,  if 

the  court  insisted And  the  court  did.     Schonberg  was  directed  to 

bring  his  books  at  ten  o'clock  the  next  day. 

That  evening  the  party  gathered  on  Lane's  piazza  was  very  silent 
and  sad.  Kenyon  had  been  there  awhile,  and  gone  away  with  bowed 
head  and  thoughtful  eyes.  The  defence,  of  course,  had  not  begun. 
There  would  be  no  difficulty  in  utterly  defeating  the  charge  of  assault 
upon  the  soldier  Welsh ;  but  what  worried  one  and  all  was  the  testi- 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  816 

mony  of  Schonberg  and  Braine's  relict.  If  that  held  good  with  the 
court,  then  Hearn  had  been  guilty  of  disgraceful  conduct  in  stating 
orally  and  in  writing  that  he  had  long  since  paid  those  debts.  There 
could  be  no  sentence  but  dismissal.  Hearn  had  shut  himself  up  in 
his  room.  That  day  had  brought  a  long  letter  from  his  father,  and  it 
was  this  he  was  studying,  sore  at  heart,  when  Kenyon  entered. 

"You  haven't  slept  a  wink  for  two  nights,  lad,  and  I  know  it," 
said  the  major,  anxiously,  as  he  studied  the  worn  face  of  his  friend. 
"  I'm  going  to  call  Ingersoll  in  to  prescribe  for  you."  And,  despite 
Hearn's  protest,  the  orderly  was  sent  for  the  post  surgeon. 

Meantime,  with  many  emphatic  nods  and  "  humphs,"  Kenyon  read 
the  long,  long  letter  which,  without  a  word,  Hearn  had  placed  in  his 
hand,  finishing  it  at  last,  going  over  several  pages,  and  finally  sighing 
deeply  as  he  refolded  it : 

"  It  is  just  what  I  feared,  my  boy  ;  it  is  just  what  I  feared.  Still, 
I'm  glad  he  didn't  look  upon  it  as  your  mother  thought  he  would. 

Wonder  what  she  thought  of  my  letter Hello,  here's  Ingersoll 

now." 

"  I  was  at  the  hospital  with  Brent,"  said  the  medical  man,  in  some 
haste,  "  and  had  to  go  to  Lane's  first." 

"No  one  ill  at  Lane's,  I  hope?"  spoke  Kenyon,  as  Hearn's  face 
was  suddenly  uplifted.     "  I've  just  come  from  there." 

"Oh,  no,  no;  but  Miss  Marshall  and  Mrs.  Lane  have  been  going 
to  see  Brent  every  afternoon,  and  this  evening  he  asked  me  to  take  a 
message  over  there.  He  wanted  to  see  them  to-night,  but  I  had  to  say 
no ;  he's  too  feverish.  They  were  much  concerned  to  hear  I  had  been 
called  in  to  see  you,  Hearn,  and  I  promised  to  come  back  at  once  and 
let  them  know  how  you  were." 

A  brief  examination  showed  the  skilled  practitioner  the  extent  of 
Hearn's  malady,  and  he  insisted  on  his  coming  out.  He  would  have 
added,  "over  to  Lane's  piazza,"  but  members  of  the  court  were  calling 
there,  and  it  would  hardly  be  the  proper  tiling.  Returning  thither, 
however,  he  found  the  gentlemen  gone  and  Colonel  Lawler  just  seating 
himself  for  a  social  call. 

"  Nothing  serious,"  he  murmured  to  the  ladies,  as  he  took  a  chair, 
and  in  low  tone  began  chatting  witli  the  Whartons.  It  was  Lawler's 
voice  that  broke  the  stillness;  and  Lawler,  full  of  his  profession,  could 
talk  nothing  but  "shop." 

"  I  could  not  but  observe  your  presence  in  th'e  court-room,  ladies, 
even  among  the  host  of  curious  spectators.  And  how  does  a  military 
court  impress  you.  Miss  Marshall,  now  that  you  have  seen  it?" 

"I  can  tell  you  better  when  I  have  seen  it  all,  colonel.  Thus  far 
we've  had  nothing  but  the  p^i-osecution.  It  will  seem  less  one-sided 
after  the  defence." 

"  Ah,  that,  I  fear,  will  hardly  amount  to  anything.  The  young 
man  has  been  very  ill  advised, — very.  Possibly  you  heard  that  I  had 
offered  him  my  services, — that  is,  any  in  my  power  to  render, — ^and 
that  he  had  refused  ?" 

Miss  Marshall  simply  looked  at  the  colonel  a  moment,  making  no 
reply.     Finally, — 


816  AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

* 

"May  I  ask  what  services  you  could  render  him?  I  thought 
the  prosecution  was  your  specialty." 

"Oh,  it  is,  certainly;  that  is  my  bounden  duty.  Still,  if  I  knew 
what  evidence  he  had  to  offer, — what  witnesses  he  meant  to  call, — any 
experienced  lawyer  could  tell  him  how  best  to  conduct  the  case." 

Miss  Marshall  fairly  laughed  : 

"  That  strikes  me  as  one  of  the  most  unique  ideas  I  ever  heard, 
colonel.  If  you  belonged,  we  will  say,  to  the  combatant  force  of  the 
army,  and  had  a  position  to  defend,  would  you  detail  your  plan  of  de- 
fence to  the  adversary  ?" 

"  My  dear  young  lady,  you  totally  misapprehend  the  peculiar 
mechanism  of  our  system.  After  having  finished  the  government's 
side,  then  I  am  free  to  assist  the  accused." 

"  And  the  accused,  as  I  understand  it,  is  free  to  '  play  it  alone,'  as 
we  do  in  euchre.  Now,  do  you  know,  I  think  I  would  prefer  that 
course  to  having  an  advocate  who  was  more  than  half  an  opposer?" 

"  Well,  certainly,  Miss  Marshall,  you  cannot  congratulate  the  ac- 
cused on  his  conduct  of  the  case  thus  far.  He  would  have  stood  better 
with  the  court  at  this  minute  if  he  had  taken  my  advice,  as  he  wouldn't. 
Then  I  had  only  one  course  to  pursue." 

"Doesn't  that  look  just  a  wee  bit  as  though  he  were  being  prose- 
cuted for  declining  eminent  legal  assistance  rather  than  for  alleged 
misconduct  ?" 

Lawler  flushed,  and  again  glanced  sharply  from  under  his  sandy 
brows  and  out  of  the  corners  of  his  twinkling  eyes. 

"  You  have  a  sharp  tongue,  young  lady,"  he  said,  "  but  I  presume 
your  wit  is  made  to  match  it.  It  is  a  pity  they  could  not  be  brought 
into  requisition  in  defence  of  your  friend  before  the  court  itself.  You 
cannot  influence  me."  And  he  laughed  loudly,  and  glanced  around  as 
though  in  triumph. 

"  'Faith,  Lawler,  it's  just  as  lucky  for  you  that  Miss  Marshall  isn't 
counsel  for  the  accused.  You'll  get  knocked  endwise  when  it  comes  to 
the  defence,  anyhow,"  said  the  doctor. 

"You  think  so,  do  you?     Well,  well,  we'll  see;  we'll  see." 

The  gate  had  opened,  and  an  orderly  entered. 

"  A  telegram  for  the  commanding  officer,"  he  said. 

Kenyon  took  the  brown  envelope,  tore  it  open,  and  stepped  to  the 
hall  door-way,  where  the  light  would  fall  upon  the  page.  A  gleam 
of  sudden  satisfaction  shot  across  his  face,  and  he  turned  eagerly  to- 
ward Miss  Marshall,  whose  dark  eyes  had  followed  him.  "  Come," 
he  signalled  ;  and  she  rose  and  went  to  him. 

"  Read  this,"  he  said,  in  low  tones,  as  he  thrust  the  paper  into  her 
hand  and  sauntered  back  to  his  chair,     "  I  can  trust  you  to  keep  a 

Lawler  gazed  after  her  with  unmistakable  curiosity,  studying  her 
face  as  she  read,  then  turned  and  looked  at  Kenyon,  who  was  osten- 
tatiously humming  the  air  Miss  Wharton  had  just  begun  playing  on 
the  piano.  What  did  it  mean  ?  Was  his  entertainer  in  league  with 
this  girl  who  so  dared  him  ?  Mrs.  Lane  strove  to  cover  her  friend's 
somewhat  abrupt  quitting  of  the  grouj)  by  a  timely  word  or  two,  but 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  gl7 

her  question  failed  to  catch  the  lawyer's  ears.  In  a  minute  Georgia 
was  back,  had  dropped  the  despatch  over  Kenyon's  burly  shoulder  with 
the  brief  whispered  word,  "Splendid,"  and  then  almost  laughingly 
turned  on  the  judge-advocate. 

'*  And  now  tell  me,  colonel,  isn't  there  such  a  thing  as  impeaching 
the  cre<Hbility  of  witnesses?" 

"Oh,  I  suppose  so  in  certain  cases;  but  what  has  that  to  do  with 


mme 


9" 


"  Yours?  Well,  one  would  hardly  think  your  witnesses  assailable, 
of  course;  but  even  truthful  men,  you  know,  are  sometimes  mistaken." 

"  Books  and  figures  don't  lie,  Miss  Marshall.  You  forget  the 
books." 

"  Oh,  true  !  I  forgot  the  books.  And  Mr.  Schonberg  was  book- 
keeper, too." 

XV. 

Ten  o'clock  had  come;  so  had  the  court;  so  had  the  public,  in 
numbers  largely  increased.  In  Central  City  it  was  generally  under- 
stood that  on  this  day  the  proceedings  would  be  brought  to  a  close. 
The  case  for  the  government  would  be  concluded  by  the  evidence  of 
Mr.  Abrams, — when  he  arrived, — and  by  the  exhibition  of  the  books 
of  the  late  concern  of  Braine  &  Co.  The  defence  really  had  not  a  leg 
to  stand  on.  Everybody  in  the  enterprising  community  had  been 
assured  of  this  fact  by  the  repeated  assertions  of  Mr.  Schonberg  and 
the  oracular  announcements  of  the  press ;  and  it  was  the  popular  belief 
that  all  the  unfortunate  oflBcer  could  do  would  be  to  assail  the  integrity 
of  the  witnesses,  which  attempt  would  be  utterly  overthrown  by  the 
vigilant  prosecutor,  who  would  then  conclude  by  a  scathing  review  of 
the  evidence,  after  which  the  court  would  promptly  adjudge  him  guilty 
and  sentence  him  to  be  stripped  of  his  uniform  and  drummed  out 
forthwith.  Probably  half  the  populace  that  thronge<l  the  court-room 
that  bright  June  morning  fully  expected  before  returning  to  their 
homes  to  see  an  army  lieutenant  d^raded  of  his  rank  and  thrust  forth 
from  the  reservation  at  the  points  of  the  bayonets  of  the  garrison. 
Dozens  there  were  who  knew  better ;  but  a  community  reared  on  the 
pap  of  sensationalism  as  supplied  by  the  modern  press  could  not  accept 
the  mild  and  moderate  views  of  the  minority  as  a  possibility. 

"Ten-fifteen,"  said  old  Grace,  thrusting  his  watch  back  into  the 
breast  of  his  hot  uniform  coat,  and  looking  about  in  some  impatience. 
"What  keeps  Lawler?" 

"  Waiting  for  that  Jew  with  his  books.  I  believe  he's  somewhere 
in  that  crowd  on  the  piazza.  They  say  his  newspaper  man  hasn't 
turned  up  yet ;  but  I  wish  you  would  call  the  court  to  order  and  give 
him  a  rap  for  delaying  matters. 

"  Ah !  another  'bus-load  from  town,"  said  the  president,  as  there 
entered  at  the  moment  a  party  of  ladies,  escorted  by  the  sandy-haired 
judge-advocate  himself.  All  around  the  room  the  benches  were  occu- 
pied, but  behind  this  party  came  three  or  four  soldiers  carrying  chairs, 
and,  much  to  the  disgust  of  Mrs.  Brodie  and  Mrs.  Graves,  who  had 
obtained,  with  a  party  of  their  friends,  the  front  row  nearest  the  table 

Vol.  XLVI.— 53 


818  AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

of  the  accused,  these  chairs  were  planted  before  them,  and  their  view- 
was  cut  off  by  the  households  of  some  of  the  prominent  business-men 
of  Central  City.  So  closely  did  they  surround  Mr.  Hearn  that  he  drew 
his  seat  a  trifle  nearer  to  that  of  the  judge-advocate. 

There  was  a  little  more  space  on  the  other  side  of  the  table,  where 
the  correspondents  were,  but  they  seemed  to  prefer  not  to  crowd  these 
gentlemen,  and  nobody,  of  course,  would  think  of  intruding  between 
them  and  the  court.  It  was  almost  half-after  ten  when  a  soldier  made 
his  way  through  the  throng,  and,  saluting  Lawler,  said  something  in  a 
low  tone,  at  which  the  judge-advocate  went  over  and  whispered  to 
Grace.  A  moment  later  the  burly  form  of  Major  Kenyon  was  seen 
shouldering  a  way  through  the  court-room,  while  Dr.  Ingersoll's 
spectacled  face  appeared  just  behind  him.  Escorted  by  these  gentle- 
men came  Mrs.  Lane,  fresh,  smiling,  nodding  cheerily  to  acquaintances 
in  the  court  and  around  the  room,  looking  cool  and  radiant  in  a  spring 
costume  which  attracted  the  instant  attention  of  the  ladies  and  diverted 
their  eyes  from  Miss  Marshall,  whose  simple  but  inexpensive  toilet  was 
hardly  worthy  their  glance,  while  to  the  grosser  masculine  understand- 
ing it  was  every  whit  as  lovely  as  that  of  her  friend  and  hostess.  Be- 
hind them  all  came  Sam,  with  four  folding  chairs,  and,  there  being  no 
other  place  available,  the  major  promptly  plumped  them  down  in  front 
of  Lawler's  friends  and  motioned  his  party  to  seats.  Georgia  Mar- 
shall's color  deepened,  as  any  one  who  looked  might  see,  for  the  chair 
to  which  she  was  assigned  was  so  close  to  that  of  Hearn  that  by  simply 
putting  forth  her  hand  she  could  have  touched  his  sleeve. 

His  back  was  to  the  door,  and  he  had  not  seen  them  enter,  yet  at 
the  perceptible  hush  that  fell  upon  the  chatter  of  the  feminine  specta- 
tors he  knew  who  must  be  coming,  and  his  pale  face  brightened  with 
a  sudden  smilg  as,  turning,  he  saw  her  almost  at  his  elbow.  Mrs.  Lane 
nodded  thrice,  looking  brightly  and  affectionately  in  his  eyes,  before 
she  took  her  seat,  just  as  though  her  efforts  were  to  show  all  the  throng 
that  the  women  of  the  army  held  him  guiltless.  But  Georgia  Mar- 
shall's eyes  were  hidden  for  a  moment  behind  their  drooping  lids.  It 
was  not  until  after  she  was  seated,  and  a  glance  around  had  told  her 
that  the  gaze  of  all  women  was  still  on  the  lovely  toilet  that  Mabel 
wore,  that  she  stole  a  sudden  look  at  him  and  met  the  brave  light  in 
his  wan  face. 

"Good-morning,"  he  whispered.  "I  had  not  looked  for  anything 
half  as  good  as  this, — to  have  you  here  so  near  me." 

"  It  was  my  fault  we  were  late ;  they  were  waiting  for  me.     I — I 

had  been  to  the  hospital  with  Dr.  IngersoU There's  so  much  to 

tell  you." 

"  Has  any  further  news  come  ?" 

"Not  that.  Something  else, — something  better.  Don't  you  see 
how  excited  the  major  is  ?" 

And  indeed  old  Kenyon  seemed  fairly  aglow.  His  eyes  were  snap- 
pirig;  his  face  was  twitching  and  redder  than  ever.  He  was  standing 
at  that  moment,  searching  all  the  windows  with  keen  glance  and  look- 
ing along  the  faces  of  the  soldiers  who  had  gathered  on  all  sides  of  the 
piazza  without.     Suddenly  he  seemed  to  see  the  features  for  which  he 


AN  ARMF  PORTIA.  819 

was  so  eagerly  looking,  and  with  a  quick  gesture  he  called  au  orderly 
to  his  side  and  hastily  scribbled  these  words  on  a  piece  of  paper : 
"That  third  window  on  the  west.  Get  around  there,  and  don't  let 
him  out  of  your  sight  this  day." 

"Give  that  to  the  provost-sergeant,"  he  said.  And  the  orderly 
disappeared. 

Then  came  the  voice  of  Colonel  Grace  impatiently  demanding  of 
the  judge-advocate  that  he  proceed,  and  Lawler,  who  had  been  fidget- 
ing uneasily,  arose : 

"  May  it  please  the  court,  the  witness  Abrams  has  still  failed  to 
respond ;  but  the  evidence  of  the  other  witnesses  has  been  so  conclu- 
sive that  I  feel  that  I  need  not  detain  the  court.  All  that  now  re- 
mains is  to  examine  the  books  of  the  late  post  trader,  which,  as  you 
have  demanded,  are  here  in  my  possession." 

"  The  court  will  come  to  order,"  said  Grace,  loudly. 

A  hush  fell  on 'the  assembled  throng,  and  all  eyes  were  on  the 
judge-advocate,  who  was  busily  unwrapping  the  package  which  he 
produced  from  the  folds  of  the  linen  duster  he  had,  with  apparent 
carelessness,  thrown  upon  his  chair.  Two  ordinary-looking,  leather- 
bound  volumes  presently  appeared,  which  he  proceeded  to  lay  before 
Colonel  Grace : 

"  I  now  have  the  honor  to  submit  for  the  examination  of  the  court 
such  books  of  the  former  post  trader  as  bear  upon  this  case.  In  them 
will  appear  the  entries  of  the  various  amounts  advanced  by  him  to 
the  accused,  with  their  dates,  etc.,  and,  just  as  stated  by  the  witness 
Schonberg,  it  will  be  seen  that  no  payments,  beyond  a  few  trifling  sums, 
have  been  recorded.  The  amount  of  the  indebtedness  as  claimed  in 
the  specifications  will  be  found  to  agree  with  the  figures." 

As  he  spoke,  Lawler  had  opened  the  volumes  at  points  indicated 
by  slips  of  paper  and  spread  tiiem  upon  the  table.  Grace  adjusted  his 
eye-glasses  and  conned  over  one  of  the  books,  while  Maitland  took  the 
second.     The  other  members  of  the  court  silently  awaited  their  turn. 

"  I  do  not  profess  to  be  an  expert  at  book-keeping,"  said  Maitland, 
presently ;  "  but  do  I  understand  the  judge-advocate  to  say  that  the 
witness  Schonberg  swears  that  these  entries  are  correct  ?" 

Lawler  briskly  turned  over  the  leaves  of  the  record  before  him. 

"  Here  are  his  very  words,"  he  said.  " '  I  myself  made  entries  for 
the  years  '83  and  '84,  both  in  the  day-book  and  in  the  ledger.  I  kept 
all  Mr.  Braine's  books.  He  gave  me  the  items  just  as  they  occurred, 
and  these  entries  were  made  by  me  at  the  different  dates  in  those  years 
just  as  they  were  directed  by  him.' " 

"  Oh,  yes,  yes  :  I  remember,"  said  the  colonel.  "  I  suppose  it  is  all 
correct.  Possibly  other  members  of  the  court  can  tell  more  about  this 
business  than  I  can."     And  he  passed  the  book  down  the  table. 

"Nothing  could  be  more  confirmatory  of  Schonberg's  statements," 
said  the  judge-advocate,  loudly.  "  One  has  only  to  look  at  these  pages. 
You  can  see  that  different  ink,  different  j)ens,  have  been  used  here, — 
primd  fade  evidence  of  their  having  been  entered  at  totally  different 
times,  instead  of  being  jotted  down  at  once,  as  might  be  claimed  by  the 
defence  but  for  this  significant  fact."   And  Lawler  looked  triumphantly 


820  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

about  the  room,  ending  with  a  glance  at  the  little  group  that  was  near 
Hearn's  table. 

Miss  Marshall  was  leaning  forward,  her  dark  eyes  eagerly  scanning 
the  faces  of  the  members  of  the  court,  and  watching  the  books  as  they 
passed  from  hand  to  hand.  Hearn,  pale  and  patient,  seemed  waiting 
,for  the  court  to  finish  before  asking  that  he,  too,  be  permitted  to  exam- 
ine the  books. 

"Do  you  suppose  you  could  get  them  one  moment?"  whispered 
Miss  Marshall  to  the  major,  who  was  sitting  at  her  left.  "  I  had  to 
study  books  and  book-keeping  once." 

"  I'll  try,"  whispered  Kenyon.     "  Hearn  will,  anyhow." 

It  was  some  time  before  they  reached  the  foot  of  the  table.  Cap- 
tain Thorp  and  his  next  neighbor  spent  several  minutes  in  studying  the 
dates  and  figures,  and  at  last  handed  them  successively  to  the  junior 
member.  As  soon  as  this  gentleman  had  finished  his  scrutiny  of  the 
first.  Lieutenant  Hearn  held  forth  his  hand  : 

"  I  presume  I  may  be  permitted  to  examine  these  exhibits  ?" 

"  I  submit  to  the  court  that  the  accused  has  had  frequent  oppor- 
tunity any  time  these  last  three  months  to  examine  these  books,  that  he 
has  been  importuned,  even,  to  do  so,  time  and  again,  and  has  contemp- 
tuously refused.  In  view  of  these  facts,  his  anxiety  to  see  them  now 
strikes  me  as  an  assumption."  Lawler's  manner  was  loud  and  trucu- 
lent.    He  knew  he  was  making  a  point. 

"  Assumption  or  not,"  said  the  president,  coolly,  as  Hearn's  face 
flushed  hotly  under  the  sting,  "  it  is  the  undoubted  right  of  the  accused 
to  see  any  exhibit  produced  in  court." 

"  I  feel  bound,  then,  to  prevent  their  being  improperly  dealt  with 
while  in  his  hands,"  said  Lawler,  hanging  on  to  his  volumes  and  bent 
on  making  the  scene  as  effective  as  possible. 

"  I  will  take  all  responsibility,  sir.  You  may  be  sure  the  accused 
will  not  injure  them,"  was  Grace's  prompt  and  indignant  rejoinder. 

And  soj.having  interfered  as  long  as  possible,  the  lawyer  grudgingly 
handed  the  book  to  Mr.  Hearn,  ostentatiously  holding  it  open  so  that 
all  near  at  hand  could  see  the  array  of  items  and  figures  charged  against 
him.  In  doing  so  he  even  raised  the  volume  to  the  level  of  his  own 
shoulder,  and  the  leaf  flapped  lazily  o|)en  until  it  stood  in  bold  relief. 

Never  moving  from  her  seat.  Miss  Marshall,  with  glowing  eyes  and 
compressed  lips,  had  silently  noted  every  word  and  motion.  She  was 
bending  forward  eagerly,  as  though  striving  at  a  distance  of  six  or 
seven  feet  to  decipher  the  writing  on  the  page  thus  glaringly  exhibited. 
When  finally  Lawler  laid  it  on  the  table  and  Mr.  Hearn  began  slowly 
studying  the  page,  she  still  retained  her  position.  Forgetful,  appar- 
ently, of  everything  around  her,  the  young  girl  was  now  so  near  that 
she  could  have  touched  the  table  at  which  sat  the  accused  soldier. 

Studying  with  pained,  troubled  face,  Mr.  Hearn  at  last  began  slowly 
taming  over  the  pages  and  looking  at  the  headings  of  the  other  accounts. 
There  was  something  which  he  evidently  desired  to  satisfy  himself 
about,  yet  everything  looked  straight  and  plausible.  Again  bent  on 
taking  every  opportunity  to  score  a  point  against  the  accused,  Lawler 
suddenly  arose : 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  821 

"  I  submit  again,  if  the  court  will  but  hear  me,  that,  while  the 
accused  has  been  accorded  the  privilege  of  examining  his  long-neglected 
account,  he  has  no  right  whatever  to  pry  into  the  affairs  of  other 
officers.  I  maintain  that  he  should  be  compelled  to  confine  his  atten- 
tion to  his  own  page  :  there  is  quite  enough  there." 

Kenyon  suddenly  felt  a  slim  white  hand  gripping  his  wrist  like  a 
vice.  Hearn  was  just  turning  down  a  page  after  briefly  scanning  the 
dates,  but  a  rustle  at  his  side  attracted  his  attention.  To  his  amaze- 
ment, Miss  Marshall  had  bent  forward  out  of  her  chair  and  was  eagerly 
motioning  and  whispering  to  him  : 

"  Again !     Let  me  see  through  that  page  again." 

The  court  was  discussing  at  the  instant  the  question  raised  by 
Lawler.  Maitland  and  Thorp  protested  that  Hearn  had  a  right  to 
compare  other  accounts  with  his  own  if  he  suspected  fraud  of  any  kind. 
Hearn  himself,  with  throbbing  heart,  could  only  see  and  hear  her. 
Ol)edient  to  her  signal,  he  again  raise<l  the  leaf,  and  would  have  turned 
the  book,  so  that  she  could  read  it  right  side  up,  but  with  imperious 
gesture  she  forbade. 

"Hold  it  as  it  is,"  she  signalled,  as,  still  bending  low,  she  seemed 
studying  every  line  of  the  paper  thus  vertically  placed  between  her 
and  the  sunshine  flooding  in  at  the  open  barrack  window. 

"  Quick,  now  !  More  !  more  !"  she  motioned.  And,  wondering, 
he  turned  several  pages,  holding  each  a  moment  or  two.  But  she 
shook  her  head  impatiently  and  signalled,  "  Go  on  !"  until  in  succession 
half  a  dozen  leaves  were  turned ;  then,  with  eager  light  in  her  eyes, 
again  she  held  up  a  warning  hand,  and  the  page  was  stopped. 

"  Very  well,  then,"  Lawler  was  saying  at  this  moment,  with  sar- 
castic emphasis.  "  On  the  principle  that  misery  loves  company,  I 
suppose  we  must  accord  him  the  privilege  of  viewing  the  accounts  of 
his  fellow-debtors."  And,  with  this  fresh  piece  of  civil  legal  practice 
on  his  lips,  the  judge-advocate  turned  to  the  group  on  his  left  and 
stopped  short  in  amaze. 

Hearn,  utterly  lost  to  what  was  going  on,  was  gazing  with  all  his 
eyes  at  Miss  Marshall,  who,  flushed,  eager,  almost  radiant,  once  more 
was  leaning  back  in  her  chair,  but  signalling  to  close  the  book.  It 
was  Kenyon  now  who  was  half  rising  and  whispering  sudden  impetu- 
ous words  to  Hearn. 

For  a  moment  Lawler  knew  not  what  to  think  or  say.  Something 
told  him  that  the  c^use  he  represented  was  in  peril.  A  sense  of  disaster 
flashed  upon  him. 

"  At  least  the  accused  will  have  the  decency  to  refrain  from  exhibit- 
ing officei-s'  private  accounts  to  the  public,"  he  said,  with  sudden  return 
to  his  old  manner,  "  and,  if  he  be  through  with  the  examination,  return 
these  exhibits  to  me,  that  I  may  close  the  case, — unless,  perhaps,  he 
desires  to  offer  something  further  upon  this  subject." 

Miss  Marshall's  fingers  were  twisting  a  tiny  slip  on  which  she  had 
hurriedly  pencilled  a  word  or  two.  One  instant  more,  and  it  was  with 
Hearn.  She  had  bent  forward  to  pick  up  a  fluttering  scrap  of  paper; 
her  deft  fingers  had  but  for  the  instant  touched  his  drooping  hand. 
Opening   it,  he  read,  "Recall    Schonberg   instantly."     Surprised,  he 


822  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

glanced  at  her,  but  purposely  she  had  averted  her  eyes.  Kenyon  was 
vehemently  nodding. 

"  I  must  ask  that  Mr.  Schonberg  be  recalled/'  said  Hearn.  "  There 
is  new  matter  here,  upon  which  I  need  to  question  him." 

"The  accused  has  already  had  opportunity  to  cross-examine  the 
witness,  and  has  no  further  right,"  said  Lawler. 

"  I  repeat  that  there  is  new  matter  before  the  court  in  the  introduc- 
tion of  these  exhibits,  on  which  I  have  a  perfect  right  to  question," 
replied  Hearn. 

"  It  is  simply  delaying  matters,"  persisted  Lawler.  "  When  the 
accused  said  he  had  no  further  questiops  to  ask,  yesterday,  I  excused 
the  witness,  and  he  is  now  miles  away,  and  cannot  be  had  until  morning, 
if  he  can  then." 

"  The  man  is  not  fifty  feet  away  at  this  moment,"  said  Kenyon,  with 
sharp  emphasis  and  a  voice  that  rang  through  the  room. 

"  When  did  the  gentleman  become  counsel  in  this  case,  I  beg  to 
know?"  sneered  the  judge-advocate.  "I  protest  against  this  disorder 
and  interference  with  the  court." 

"  Major  Kenyon  gives  us  important  information.  Colonel  Lawler," 
said  Grace,  "  and  if  the  man  is  here  the  court  desires  that  he  be  recalled 
at  once." 

Lawler  reddened  with  wrath.  "  If  you  know  where  he  is,  call 
him  in,"  said  he  to  Kenyon.  And  all  eyes  were  turned  to  the  door, 
where  presently,  escorted  by  the  orderly  of  the  court,  Mr.  Schonberg 
appeared,  hat  in  hand,  bowing  profusely  and  politely  to  the  court,  yet 
looking,  as  Mr.  Martin  expressed  it,  "  rather  pasty  about  the  gills." 
He  was  scuttling  down  the  back  stairs  when  headed  off  by  the  provost- 
sergeant.  He  had  doubtless  heard  the  summons  for  his  recall,  and  had 
hoped  to  get  out  of  the  way.  All  eyes  but  Hearn's  and  Kenyon's, 
Mabel  Lane's  and  Georgia's,  were  upon  him.  With  lightning  speed  the 
latter  was  writing  a  little  note,  and  this,  too,  a  moment  later,  was  in  the 
young  lieutenant's  hand.  He  read  it.  A  wild  light  of  wonderment 
and  incredulity  leaped  into  his  face.  He  hastily  raised  the  volume 
between  him  and  the  opposite  window,  held  a  leaf  between  him  and 
the  sunshine,  gazed  quickly  and  earnestly,  and  then,  laying  the  book 
once  more  on  the  table,  turned  with  swimming  eyes  and  looked  full 
upon  her,  his  lips  quivering,  his  face  aglow  with  joy,  hope,  gratitude, 
and  a  fervor  of  admiration  and  worship  no  woman  on  earth  could  fail 
to  see ;  but  Georgia's  downcast  face  was  hidden ;  she  had  drawn  her 
fan  like  Spartan  shield  between  her  glowing  cheek  and  the  kindling 
eyes  she  dared  not  meet. 

It  was  Lawler's  rasping  voice  that  recalled  the  young  soldier  to  his 
senses: 

"  Well,  sir,  the  witness  is  here." 

There  was  a  silence  as  of  sf)litude  in  the  great  heated  room.  Obe- 
dient to  the  clumsy  formality  of  a  military  court,  Mr.  Hearn  slowly 
wrote  his  question  on  a  slip  of  papier  and  handed  it  to  the  judge-advo- 
cate :  the  latter  read  it,  threw  it  down,  and  pettishly  exclaimed, — 

"This  is  mere  waste  of  valuable  time,  I  say.  The  witness  has 
practically  answered  this  all  before." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  823 

"  What  is  the  question  ?"  asked  the  president. 

"  The  accused  asks  the  witness  to  state  to  the  court  what  reason  he 
has  for  being  so  positive  about  the  time  these  entries  were  made.  So 
long  as  my  witness  is  positive,  I  conceive  it  to  be  no  affair  of  the  defence 
why  or  how  he  is." 

"  Oh,  I  see  no  especial  object  in  the  question,"  said  Grace,  "  yet  there 
is  no  impropriety  in  asking  it.  At  all  events,  I  am  entirely  willing  to 
bear  the  responsibility.     The  witness  will  answer." 

Could  he  but  have  seen  the  flash  of  gratitude  in  Miss  Marshall's 
eyes  !  It  was  only  a  flash.  Almost  instantly  again  they  were  fixed  on 
the  pudgy  features  of  the  witness. 

"  Why,  certainly,  gentlemen,  I  can  answer.  Mr.  Braine  died  in  the 
spring  of  '85,  and  couldn't  have  told  me  to  make  those  entries  after  he 
was  dead,  could  he?  No.  They  were  made,  just  as  I  said,  in  the 
winter  of  '83  and  during  the  year  of  '84,  just  when  he  told  me  to  make 
them." 

"Are  you  satisfied?"  asked  the  judge-advocate,  turning  sharply  to 
Hearn. 

"  One  moment,"  answered  that  young  gentleman,  placidly,  as  his 
pencil  rapidly  copied  another  question  on  the  slip  before  him.  Finish- 
ing this,  he  arose.  "  I  beg  to  ask  the  especial  attention  of  the  court  to 
this  question,"  he  said. 

There  fell  a  hush  as  of  death  upon  the  throng.  With  parted  lips 
Georgia  Marshall  again  bent  eagerly  forward  until  she  could  see  the 
Jew's  twitching  face.  Schonberg  turned  a  shade  paler  and  glanced 
half  appealingly  up  at  the  lawyer,  who,  with  a  sneer  of  assumed  con- 
tempt, held  forth  his  hand  for  the  slip.  But  Hearn  looked  straight  into 
Lawler's  eyes.  The  judge-advocate  took  the  paper,  turned  it  carelessly 
over,  elevated  his  nose  with  apparent  indifference,  leaned  back  in  his 
chair,  glanced  at  it, — started. 

"  Let  me  see  that  book,"  he  exclaimed,  as  he  sprang  to  his  feet, 
holding  forth  an  eager  hand. 

"  Presently,  sir,"  answered  Hearn,  holding  the  volume  behind  him. 
"  Kindly  put  the  question  first." 

"  Don't  let  that  book  go !"  whispered  Miss  Marshall,  hastily,  her 
words  addressed  to  Kenyon,  yet  meant  for  and  heard  by  Hearn.  Mabel 
Lane's  face  was  flushing  with  excitement.  Every  eye  in  the  room  was 
intent  on  the  scene. 

"What  is  the  question,  Mr.  Judge- Advocate?"  sharply  inquired 
Colonel  Grace.     "Why  do  you  seek  to  suppress  it?" 

"  I  protest  against  the  insinuation,  sir.  I  simply  seek  to  protect  an 
honest  man  from  insult.  I  ask  the  accused  for  a  book  that  I  may 
satisfy  myself  he  has  reason  for  a  question  otherwise  unjustifiable." 

"  Mr.  President,  I  demand  the  question  as  a  right !"  exclaimed 
Hearn,  in  tones  thrilling  with  excitement  and  ringing  through  the  court. 
"  The  witness  has  sworn  he  made  these  entries  in  '83  and  '84.  Look, 
gentlemen,  look  at  this  page,  one  and  all,  and  compel  the  answer." 

He  sprang  forward  and  laid  the  book  in  Grace  s  hand  : 

"  Hold  it  to  the  light,  sir.  Look  at  the  water-mark.  I  demand 
an  answer  to  my  question." 


$24  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

Trembling  with  emotion,  his  blue  eyes  ablaze,  his  fingers  working 
nervously,  the  young  soldier  towered  above  the  heads  of  the  court. 
Every  breath  in  all  the  great  room  seemed  hushed,  though  hearts  beat 
and  hammered  like  mad.  All  eyes  were  on  Grace  now,  as  he  adjusted 
his  glasses,  held  the  page  aloft,  and  scrutinized  the  paper.  Then,  with 
a  quick  gleam  in  his  sharp  old  eyes,  he  beckoned  excitedly  to  Maitland, 
pointed  with  his  forefinger  to  the  waving  lines  of  the  water-marks, 
and  dropped  the  book  upon  the  table,  his  finger  between  the  leaves,  a 
threatening  frown  on  his  brow. 

"  Put  the  question,  Mr.  Judge- Advocate,"  his  stern  voice  was  heard 
through  the  room. — "  And  you,  sir,  answer." 

Lawler  hesitated  one  minute,  glancing  dubiously  around.  Then, 
as  though  seeing  the  hopelessness  of  resistance,  he  read,  in  accents  that 
trembled  despite  his  efforts,  these  words : 

"  How  was  it  possible  for  you  to  write  in  '83  and  '84  on  paper  that 
was  not  manufactured  until  two  years  afterward  ?" 


XVI. 

When,  half  an  hour  later,  Colonel  Lawler  announced  that,  in  view 
of  circumstances  to  which  the  court  appeared  to  attach  so  much  signifi- 
cance, he  would  rest  the  case  for  the  prosecution,  he  had,  despite  every 
effort,  and  the  profeasional  bravado  assumed  for  such  occasions,  all  the 
air  of  a  whipped  man.  For  half  a  minute  after  hearing  that  stunning 
question  Mr.  Schonberg  had  sat  glaring  at  the  judge-advocate,  his  eyes 
protruding,  his  mouth  wide  open,  his  face  ghastly  white.  Then  he 
mopped  his  forehead,  recalled  to  himself  by  Grace's  sharp  tones,  as  the 
president  again  demanded  answer,  and  faltered  out, — 

"  I  ton't  understand  the  question." 

"  You  are  called  upon  to  explain  to  this  court  how  it  was  possible 
for  you  to  have  made  those  entries  in  '83  and  '84,  as  you  have  solemnly 
sworn  you  did,  when  the  paper  itself  was  not  made  until  1886," 
thundered  Grace ;  "  and  the  court  is  waiting  for  your  answer." 

"The  paper  vasn't  made  until  1886?"  faltered  Schonberg. 

"No,  sir  !"  fairly  shouted  the  wrathful  old  soldier  in  the  president's 
chair.  "  No,  sir !  You  failed  to  study  the  water-marks.  Here  it  is 
repeated  on  a  score  of  these  leaves:  'Sconset  Valley  Mills,  1886.'  I 
say,  explain  this  if  you  can." 

"  I  ton't  know  anything  about  that,"  muttered  the  Jew  at  last, 
gulping  down  the  big  lump  that  arose  in  his  throat.  "  I  know  when  I 
made  those  entries,  anyhow." 

But  the  whole  roomful  could  see  that  the  wretch  was  only  lying, — 
desperately  lying.  The  pencils  of  the  correspondents  were  flying  over 
their  blocks  with  furious  speed.  One  excited  ambassador  of  the  press 
had  already  made  a  lunge  through  the  crowd  for  the  door-way. 

"  Mr.  Judge- Advocate,"  said  the  president,  at  last,  "  I  fancy  you 
can  now  excuse  your  witness  from  further  attendance.  Stop,  though. — 
Have  you  anything  else  you  would  wish  to  ask,  Mr.  Hearn  ?"  And 
now  his  manner  was  all  courtesy. 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA. 

"Not  a  word,  sir,"  was  the  smiling  answer.  "I  shall  beg  to 
submit  the  list  of  n^  witnesses  in  a  few  moments." 

People  seemed  to  draw  aside  and  make  a  wide  lane  for  the  wretched 
Hebrew  and  his  crest-fallen  counsellor,  as  the  latter  led  his  unscrupu- 
lous witness  to  the  outer  gallery,  whither  Lawler  said  he  desired  to 
retire  for  a  moment's  consultation.  So  entire  had  been  the  confidence 
of  the  mass  of  the  people  in  the  guilt  of  the  officer  that  Schonberg's 
shady  reputation  had  not  sufficed  to  warn  them  of  the  possibilities  in 
the  case.  But  among  educated  and  better-informed  people  present  there 
broke  forth  suddenly,  after  a  moment's  breathless  silence,  a  ripple  of 
applause  that  speedily  swelletl  into  a  joyous  burst  of  hand-clapping 
which  was  taken  up  all  over  the  room,  and  for  a  moment,  mingled  with 
angry  hisses  on  the  part  of  a  few  pronounced  socialists  in  the  throng, 
who  were  furious  at  the  sudden  turn  in  favor  of  the  hated  official  class, 
the  clamor  was  unchecked.  Stern  as  he  was,  old  Grace  could  not  deny 
the  audience  the  right  of  such  a  reaction.     Then  he  rapped  for  order. 

"  You  are  not  ready,  I  presume,  to  proceed  with  your  defence  ?'* 
said  Lawler,  a  moment  after,  as  he  re-entered  the  room  and  glanced 
nervously  around.  All  his  airy,  confident  manner  was  gone.  He 
looked  almost  dazed. 

"  Certainly,"  was  the  prompt  reply.  "  Have  the  goodness  to  call 
in  Private  Welsh." 

"  May  it  please  the  court,"  said  Lawler,  "  I  submit  that  the  accused 
should  furnish  the  list  of  witnesses  he  desires  to  summon,  in  order  that 
it  may  be  determined  for  what  purpose  they  are  called,  and  whether 
the  expense  will  be  justified,"  said  Lawler,  in  response.  "  And  as  for 
Welsh,  I  maintain  that  that  unfortunate  trooper  has  already  suffered 
too  much  at  the  hands  of  the  accused  to  warrant  his  being  subjected  to 
further  ignominy,  as  he  would  be  if  the  court  allowed  such  treatment 
as  was  accorded  my  last  witness." 

,  "  If  he  is  at  all  like  your  last  witness.  Colonel  Lawler,  ignominy 
will  not  inaptly  express  the  idea,"  was  Grace's  sarcastic  response; 
whereat  "  an  audible  grin"  spread  over  the  room. 

"  Do  you  wish  to  summon  witnesses  from  abroad,  Mr.  Hearn  ?" 

"  Not  one,  sir.  Every  man  I  need  will  be  at  the  post  by  one 
o'clock  this  afternoon ;  and,  except  Welsh,  who  is  understood  to  be 
under  the  especial  chargeof  the  judge-advocate  and  amenable  to  orders 
from  nobody  else,  I  will  not  trouble  the  court  to  call  on  anybody  :  the 
others  will  be  glad  to  come," 

Lawler  shook  his  head  and  looked  dissatisfied.  If  he  could  only 
know  the  men  whom  the  defence  was  introducing  and  could  find  out 
what  they  meant  to  testify,  it  might  be  still  in  his  power  to  avert  at  least 
public  catastrophe.  Shrewd  enough  to  see  the  evident  antagonism  he 
had  created,  and  knowing  that  matters  were  going  to{)sy-turvy  at  the 
moment,  he  bethought  him  of  a  ruse  by  which  he  could  get  rid  of  the 
crowd : 

"  I  beg  the  indulgence  of  the  court.  I  have  allowed  the  case  for 
the  prosecution  to  rest  rather  than  infringe  longer  on  time  that  is  so 
valuable,  but  I  find  myself  unable  to  proceed  at  this  moment,  and  I 
beg  that  you  take  a  recess  until  two  p.m." 


826  ^N  ARMY  PORTIA. 

The  court  demurred.  It  was  utterly  adverse  to  a  recess.  Hearn's 
witnesses  were  all  ready  to  proceed, — four  or  five,  ^t  least. 

"  What  is  the  need  ?"  asked  Thorp  and  Maitland,  neither  of  whom 
felt  like  giving  Lawler  an  inch  of  leeway.  But  courtesy  to  the  staflP- 
officer  of  the  division  commander  prevailed. 

It  was  barely  eleven  o'clock  when  the  throng  came  pouring  forth 
from  the  court-room,  and  Lawler  hoped  that,  rather  than  wait  three 
hours,  the  mass  of  the  people  would  depart.  But  his  hopes  were  vain. 
If  anything,  the  number  seemed  augmented.  The  noon  train  brought 
a  couple  of  car-loads  from  the  eastward  towns.  It  also  brought  a 
sergeant  and  private  of  infantry  escorting  a  dilapidated-looking  party 
in  shabby  civilian  dress  whom  old  Kenyon,  the  adjutant,  and  a  file  of 
the  post-guard  were  at  the  station  to  meet.  The  stranger  was  bundled 
into  an  ambulance  and  trotted  up  to  the  guard-house,  into  which  he 
slouched  with  hanging  head  and  an  air  of  general  dejection ;  and  while 
the  men  were  at  their  soldier  dinner  Kenyon  was  busily  interviewing 
his  tough-looking  prisoner,  a  squad  of  excited  newspaper  men,  mean- 
time, kicking  their  heels  outside  and  raging  at  the  military  assumption 
which  gave  the  post  commander  precedence  over  the  press.  The  word 
had  gone  out  all  over  the  crowded  garrison  that  the  escaped  prisoner 
Goss  was  recaptured,  and  the  commanding  officer's  orderly  had  been 
rushed  with  a  note  to  the  provost-sergeant. 

"  You  bet  he'll  not  get  away,"  muttered  this  veteran  of  Brodie's 
company,  as  he  glanced  along  the  lively  mess-room,  where  the  big 
bowls  of  bean  soup  were  being  emptied  by  rare  soldier  appetites. 
"  You  bet  he  don't,  unless  he  can  carry  a  cart-load  of  lead  in  him." 

Twenty  minutes  after.  Corporal  Greene  of  the  guard  came  to  the 
door- way  and  sung  out, — 

"Say,  fellers,  who  do  you  think's  captured  and  brought  back? 
Trooper  Goss,  begad,  the  bosom  friend  of  the  patriotic  Welsh." 

And  Welsh  dropped  his  spoon  and  his  eyes  and  turned  a  dirty 
yellow.  He  essayed  presently  to  quit  the  table,  but  the  old  sergeant 
bent. over  him  : 

"  Finish  yer  dinner,  me  buck.  Don't  let  eagerness  to  see  yer 
friend  spoil  yer  appetite.  You  can't  see  him,  anyway,  till  he  has 
given  his  testimony  before  the  court ;  and  they'll  want  you,  too,  Welsh, 
me  jewel,  and  I'm  charged  not  to  lose  you, — d'ye  mind  that,  Welsh  ? — 
and  I  never  lose  anything  but  an  occasional  slice  of  me  temper.  Ate 
yer  dinner,  like  the  high-spirited  American  ye  are,  now."  But  Welsh's 
appetite  was  gone. 

The  court-room  was  crowded  to  suffocation  that  afternoon  when, 
sharp  at  two  o'clock.  Colonel  Grace  rapped  for  order : 

"  I  suppose  you  are  ready  now.  Colonel  Lawler  ?  Call  in  the  first 
witness." 

Lawler  looked  resigned,  even  martyred.  The  court  had  come  back 
from  luncheon  at  the  Lanes'  in  high'spirits.  The  ladies  again  sat  close 
to  Hearn's  table.  Private  Goss,  with  untrimmed  beard  and  an  air  of 
general  dilapidation,  was  sworn  by  the  judge-advocate,  gave  his  name, 
rank,  regiment,  etc.,  and  responded,  in  answer  to  Lawler's  question,  that 
he  did  know  the  accused  very  well. 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  827 

"  What  do  you  want  to  ask  the  witness  ?"  said  Lawler,  in  a  tone 
as  much  as  to  say,  What  could  you  ask  that  would  be  of  any  earthly 
account  ? 

"  State  where  and  how  long  you  have  known  Private  Welsh,  C 
troop,  Eleventh  Cavalry,"  were  the  words  on  the  pencilled  slip,  and 
Lawler  read  them  grudgingly. 

"  I've  known  him  six  or  eight  years.  Knew  him  when  he  enlisted 
in  the  Twenty-Third,  where  he  went  by  the  name  of  Webster.  Served 
with  him  at  Fort  Wayne  until  he  got  a  *  bobtail'  discharge,  and  when 
I  got  mine  I  went  to  his  home  in  Ohio  and  hunted  him  up.  He  owed 
me  money,  but  he  was  no  good, — couldn't  pay  it.  His  people  wouldn't 
do  anything  more  for  him.  He  was  Mrs.  Blauvelt's  nephew,  but  she 
had  about  got  tired  of  trying  to  support  him,  so  we  came  away  and 
enlisted  again,  in  the  cavalry  service  this  time,  and  then  he  got  things 
fixed  to  go  into  Blauvelt's  troop  for  both  of  us." 

"  What  was  your  reason  for  deserting  here  while  awaiting  trial?" 
was  the  next  question. 

"  Well,  both  Welsh  and  Schonberg  told  me  I  was  bound  to  be  con- 
victed. Everything  pointed  to  my  being  Corporal  Brent's  slugger, 
though  I  swear  to  God  I  never  left  the  barracks  that  night.  They 
said  if  I  didn't  get  away  before  the  court  tried  me  I  might  get  several 
years  in  State's  prison  at  hard  labor,  and  worse  still  if  he  didn't  recover. 
Welsh  and  Schonberg  both  said  that  there  was  no  show  for  me,  the 
evidence  was  so  clear,  even  to  the  red  pepper  in  the  pockets.  Some 
scoundrel  put  it  there,  and  wore  ray  things,  too.  Welsh  got  put  into 
the  guard-room,  purposely,  opposite  my  cell,  and  threw  a  stone  with  a 
string  through  the  grating,  and  I  hauled  on  it  and  got  a  letter  from 
him  and  Schonberg  telling  me  how  to  escape.  There  were  saws  and 
tallow  in  the  package  I  drew  in,  and  Schonberg  was  down  in  the 
bottom  with  a  buggy  after  I  got  out,  and  he  drove  me  nearly  all  night 
around  by  way  of  Barclay  to  the  other  road,  and  sent  me  by  rail  to 
Omaha,  where  he  promised  that  plenty  of  money  would  come  to  me ;  but 
no  money  came  at  all,  and  i.  was  recognized  and  arrested  by  the  police." 

"  Had  you  any  idea  that  there  were  other  reasons  for  getting  you  to 
desert  than  the  one  given  ?" 

Lawler  bounced  up  and  objected  to  both  question  and  answer ;  but 
both  were  ordered  recorded. 

"  I  hadn't — then,"  was  the  sullen  reply :  "  I'm  not  so  sure  now. 
That  Jew  got  me  to  go  because  I  accused  him  of  being  a  receiver  of 
stolen  property.  It  was  him  Welsh  gave  the  papers  he  took  from  the 
lieutenant's  desk  in  Captain  Blauvelt's  quarters.  I  went  there  with 
him  one  night  after  taps  when  the  lieutenant  was  officer  of  the  guard, 
and  Schonberg  gave  W^elsh  ten  dollars  and  me  five  to  keep  mum.  After 
that  Welsh  began  to  run  with  Schonberg  entirely  and  turn  against  me, 
and  it  was  through  him  that  I  was  always  getting  into  trouble." 

In  vain  Lawler  propounded  questions  tending  to  show  his  witness, 
thus  assailed,  in  a  better  light;  but  the  more  he  examined  the  more 
damaging  was  Goss's  testimony.  At  last  the  witness  slouched  out 
under  escort  of  a  sentinel. 

But  a  greater  sensation  still  was  awaiting  the  patient  listeners  in 


828  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

the  court-room.  The  next  man  to  enter,  leaning  heavily  on  the  arm 
of  the  hospital  steward,  and  accompanied  by  Dr.  Ingersoll,  was  Corporal 
Brent,  looking  white  and  feeble,  but  very  calm  and  self-possessed. 

"  Give  your  full  name,  rank,  and  regiment,"  said  the  judge-advocate, 
without  looking  up. 

"The  name  under  which  I  enlisted  is  Malcolm  Brent,  corporal 
Company  C,  — th  Infantry." 

"  The  court  will  note,  I  trust,  the  singular  character  of  the  witnesses 
introduced  by  the  accused,"  said  Lawler,  promptly.  "  The  last,  by  his 
own  admission,  is  a  thief  and  a  deserter  whom  Welsh  very  properly 
essayed  to  cut  loose  from  on  discovering  his  real  character;  and  now 
we  have  a  second  who  plainly  intimates  that  the  name  he  gives  is  not 
his  own." 

"  It  is  the  one  by  which  he  is  known  to  military  law  all  the  same, 
Colonel  Lawler.     Please  to  proceed,"  said  Colonel  Grace,  testily. 

"  You  know  the  accused,  I  presume,  or  he  would  not  have  called 
upon  you  ?"  was  Lawler's  snapping  query  of  the  witness. 

"  Only  as  a  soldier  knows  an  officer  whom  he  has  every  reason  to 
respect.  I  ^  have  never  exchanged  a  word  with  the  gentleman,  but  I 
recognize  him  as  Lieutenant  Hearn,  of  the  Eleventh  Cavalry." 

Again  there  was  a  ripple  of  applause  in  the  crowded  court,  which 
brought  Lawler,  angry  and  protesting,  to  his  feet.  Silence  restored, 
he  presently  read  aloud  the  next  question  from  a  slip  handed  him  by 
Mr.  Hearn,  which  he  slowly  pasted  on  the  sheet  before  him : 

"  What  do  you  know  with  regard  to  the  amounts  charged  against 
the  accused  on  the  books  presented  before  this  court  and  alleged  to  be 
unpaid  ?" 

"  I  know  that  they  were  paid  long  ago.  I  heard  the  story  of  the 
whole  transaction  from  the  lips  of  Captain  Rawlins  himself." 

**  Hearsay  evidence,"  promptly  interrupted  the  judge-advocate, 
rapping  on  the  table. 

"  But  Schonberg's  written  acknowledgment  and  this  letter  of  Captain 
Rawlins  will  not  be  so  considered,"  answered  the  witness,  respectfully, 
and,  bending  forward,  he  placed  on  the  judge-advocate's  table  a  little 
package  of  papers.  The  court-room  was  hushed.  Even  the  pencils  of 
the  correspondents  were  arrested.  Every  eye  in  aU  the  throng  was  on 
the  pale  face  of  the  young  corporal.  Members  of  the  court  had  whirled 
around  in  their  chairs,  so  as  to  look  full  upon  the  new  witness.  Old 
Kenyon,  with  lifted  spectacles,  brimming  over  with  eagerness  and  ex- 
citement, was  fidgeting  on  his  chair.  Pretty  Mrs.  Lane,  all  smiles,  was 
keeping  her  fan  in  lively  yet  noiseless  play.  Georgia  Marshall's  heavily- 
fringed  lids  were  drooping  over  her  downcast  eyes  ;  but  the  soft,  summer 
fabric  of  her  dress  rose  and  fell  upon  her  bosom  like  the  billows  of  an 
unquiet  sea.  She  was  seated  where  every  word  of  the  witness  could 
reach  her  ears,  but  no  longer  so  near  the  little  table  where  sat  the  calm 
young  soldier  whose  trial  had  nearly  reached  an  end.  There  was  no 
longer  need  of  counsel  for  the  accused  ;  yet  his  eyes,  time  and  again, 
glanced  yearningly  at  her. 

Lawler  was  the  first  to  speak.  He  dandled  the  papers  contemptu- 
ously as  he  glanced  them  over : 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  829 

"  These  are  of  no  earthly  account, — mere  forgeries,  possibly.  One 
only  purports  to  be  a  duplicate,  anyhow." 

"Duplicate  of  what,  sir?  The  court  will  be  glad  to  look  at  those 
papers  when  you  are  through  with  them,"  said  Colonel  Grace. 

"  I  object  to  their  introduction  as  evidence,  in  any  event,  and  pro- 
test against  their  admission  here.  What  possible  business  can  a  corporal 
of  infantry  be  having  with  the  private  papers  of  a  deceased  officer,  any- 
way ? — Where  did  you  know  the  late  Captain  Hawlins, — even  supposing 
that  he  did  write  that  letter?" 

"  Any  question  on  that  score  the  court  may  choose  to  ask  I  will 
answer,"  was  the  reply,  with  quiet  self-possession.  "  But  I  can  swear 
to  the  genuineness  of  both  papers." 

Captain  Thorp  had  already  possessed  himself  of  the  duplicate 
receipt,  and,  after  a  brief  glance,  tossed  it  over  to  the  opposite  member. 

"  Schonberg,  without  a  doubt,"  he  whispered. 

Meantime,  old  Grace  had  received  and  was  conning  over  the  other, 
which  he  suddenly  lowered  and  looked  in  amaze  at  the  calm  face  of  the 
witness,  then  handed  it  to  Maitland,  who  read,  started,  and  gazed  too. 

"  I  know  this  hand,  sir.  I  know  it  as  that  of  an  old  and  valued 
friend,"  said  Maitland,  with  lips  that  quivered  perceptibly.  "  I  could 
almost  swear  to  its  genuineness  myself.  It  is  probably  one  of  the  last 
letters  the  dear  old  fellow  ever  wrote,  and  it  is  to  his  boy  at  college. 
Here,  Thorp,  you  read  It  aloud."  And,  though  Lawler  would  have 
protested,  protest  was  useless.  Thorp  arose,  clicking  his  heels  together 
as  though  on  drill,  and,  in  a  voice  that  was  audible  all  over  the  big 
room,  read : 

"  Fort  Graham,  New  Mexico,  June  14,  188-. 

"  My  dear  Malcolm, — 

"  It  seems  hardly  possible  that  three  weeks  ago  I  was  with  you 
under  the  elms  of  the  old  campus,  listening  to  college  glees  and  seeing 
the  glad  faces  of  your  class-mates, — as  manly  a  set  of  young  fellows  as 
it  was  ever  my  lot  to  meet, — ^and  now  here  I  am  again  in  harness  under 
a  blazing  sun,  with  arid,  sandy  wastes  on  every  side,  and  not  a  leaf 
that  is  not  shrivelled  by  the  fierce  rays.  I  find  the  old  post  much  as  I 
left  it ;  but  I  go  over  to  San  Carlos  in  a  day  or  two  on  court-martial 
duty,  and  so  am  writing  my  letters  to-night. 

"  In  the  first  place,  you  will  be  glad  to  know  that  the  gold  leaves 
are  in  sight.  If  all  goes  well,  I  shall  become  major  of  the  Seventh 
and  be  ordered  eastward  within  the  next  six  months.  Then  I  shall  fit 
out  my  quarters  in  cosey  style,  and  as  soon  as  Mamie  has  finished  her 
next  year  at  Madame's  she  shall  come  and  keep  house  for  me  and  turn 
the  heads  of  the  youngsters.  Yet  I  do  not  want  her  to  marry  in  the 
army,  any  more  than  I  want  you  to  enter  it.  Think  of  it,  Malcolm, 
for  twenty-five  years  now  have  I  followed  the  standard,  and  if  any- 
thing were  to  take  me  away  what  have  I  to  leave  you  and  May? 
Little  or  nothing.  Even  if  you  were  to  turn  over  your  modest  share 
to  her,  as  you  so  gayly  spoke  of  doing,  and  enlisting  in  hopes  of  winning 
a  commission,  she  would  not  have  more  than  enough  to  keep  her  from 
want ;  though  so  long  as  your  aunt  Eleanor  lives  she  will  never  be  in 


830  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

need  of  a  home.  Ah,  well,  God  spare  me  a  little  longer !  I  so  pray 
to  live  to  see  you  both  happily  settled  before  I  am  called  hence. 

"  After  our  talk  I  cannot  but  hope  that  you  will  see  how  little  there 
is  to  look  forward  to  in  the  cai-eer  of  a  soldier  in  our  service, — in  peace 
times,  of  course.  But  if  the  longing  prove  too  great  I  will  not  stand 
in  your  way.  The  life  has  its  attractions.  You  will  never  have 
stancher  or  truer  friends  than  those  who  wear  the  blue.  But  it  has  its 
trials  and  perils  outside  of  those  encountered  in  the  field.  I  told  you 
of  the  case  of  young  Mr.  Hearn,  as  fine  a  soldier  as  there  is  in  the 
regiment  to-day,  yet  he  was  well-nigh  ruined  through  having  fallen 
into  the  hands  of  the  Jews  when  young  and  inexperienced.  Wasn't  it 
luck  that  I  should  have  known  of  the  previous  rascality  of  that  clerk, 
and  so  was  able  to  make  him  come  to  terms?  Here  is  his  duplicate 
receipt  in  full,  filed  carefully  away  among  my  papers.  It  was  the 
means  of  saving  a  capital  officer,  too. 

"Your  letters  bring  constant  joy  to  me,  ray  son.  If  it  had  but 
pleased  God  to  spare  your  dear  mother,  I  know  well  how  proud  and 
happy  a  woman  she  would  have  been  in  her  great  boy  and  bonny 
daughter;  but  His  will  be  done.  I  may  not  write  again  before  leaving 
for  San  Carlos,  but  my  blessing  goes  with  every  line  of  this.  There  is 
such  comfort  in  the  frankness  with  which  you  told  me  of  those  college 
debts.  Trust  me  fully ;  confide  in  me  in  any  trouble,  my  son  ;  no  man 
can  ever  be  more  devotedly  your  friend  than  I, — your  father.  The 
draft  I  sent  will  doubtless  have  removed  all  care  and  anxiety  and  left 
you  a  little  sum  to  the  fore.  Spend  it  as  you  please,  yet  'do  not  dull 
thy  palm  with  entertainment  of  each  new-hatched,  unfledged  comrade.* 
What  words  of  wisdom  spoke  that  fond  old  fool !  but  he  loved  his  boy 
as  I  love  mine. 

"  Good-night,  my  lad. 

"  This  above  all,  to  thine  own  self  be  true ; 
And  it  must  follow,  as  the  night  the  day, 
Thou  canst  not  then  be  false  to  any  man. 

"  Your  father, 

"  R.  F.  Rawlins." 

For  a  moment  after  Thorp's  deep  voice  had  ceased  its  task,  the 
silence  in  the  heated  room  was  broken  only  by  some  half-stifled  sigh. 
Corporal  Brent  had  covered  his  pale  face  with  his  hands.  Mrs.  Lane 
was  weeping  silently.  Hearn's  eyes,  swimming,  were  turned  towards 
Georgia  Marshall,  who  was  bending  over  her  friend,  quietly  fanning 
her.  The  eflect  of  this  letter  was  not  unexpected  :  she  had  heard  every 
word  before. 

It  was  Grace  who  spoke  at  last,  after  no  little  preparatory  clearing 
of  his  throat : 

"And  have  you  other  letters  from  Captain  Rawlins?" 

"Many,  sir,  but  this  was  the  last,"  was  the  almost  tremulous 
answer :  "  he  was  killed  within  the  week  that  followed." 

"  And  you  are ?" 

"  Malcolm  Brent  Rawlins,  his  son." 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  831 


XVII. 

The  court  had  finished  its  labors  and  gone.  The  correspondents 
had  gone,  but  presumably  only  to  renewed  labors.  The  various  journals 
throughout  the  Northwest  that  had  so  confidently  predicted  the  sum- 
mary dismissal  of  the  offending  lieutenant  were  now  in  a  somewhat 
difficult  position.  They  had  started  in  to  prove  the  officer  a  black- 
guard and  the  private  a  martyr ;  the  result  was  exactly  the  opposite, 
and  the  problem  was  now  how  to  get  out  of  the  pickle.  To  the  aver- 
age man,  soldier  or  civiliau,  the  consciousness  of  having  publicly 
wronged  a  fellow-being  would  have  proved  a  source  of  distress  so  deep 
that  nothing  short  of  retraction  as  public  and  apology  as  far-reaching 
as  the  affront  would  satisfy  the  offender.  But,  in  its  Jove-like  attitude 
as  censor  of  the  morals  and  manners  of  the  people,  the  press  has  no 
such  qualms  of  conscience.  As  one  eminent  journalist  expressed  it, 
"  Of  course  we  are  sorry  we  were  misled,  somewhat,  but  we  can't  take 
back  what  has  been  said  :  that  injures  the  paper.''  And  of  course  as 
between  injuring  the  paper  and  injuring  the  man  it  is  the  man  who 
must  suffer.  Another  gifted  editor,  in  whose  eyes  no  benefit  was  quite 
to  be  compared  with  free  advertising,  expressed  himself  as  considering 
that  "  That  young  fellow  really  ought  to  feel  very  much  obliged  to  us ; 
nine-tenths  of  the  people  might  never  have  heard  of  him  at  all  if  it 
hadn't  been  for  this."     And  he  spoke  in  all  seriousness. 

Of  course  the  correspondents  themselves  had  long  since  seen  the 
inevitable  results,  and  had  duly  prepared  their  respective  papers  for  the 
crash.  Some  of  these  journals  promptly  dropped  the  matter  at  once 
and  for  all,  as  no  longer  worthy  of  attention ;  others  transferred  their 
assaults  from  the  array  of  lieutenants  to  the  array  of  courts-martial. 
Others  still,  too  deeply  committed  to  extricate  themselves,  threw  open 
their  columns  to  any  damaging  story  affecting  the  army  which  their 
correspondents  could  fabricate ;  and  those  papers  which  made  any 
reference  to  the  facts  elicited  before  the  court  did  so  in  the  smallest 
type,  but  head-lined  the  item  in  sarcastic  or  explosive  big  capitals. 
The  Palladium,  or  rather  its  editorial  head,  when  explaining  matters 
to  a  knot  of  men  at  the  club,  quietly  justified  the  course  of  his  paper 
by  saying,  "  We  did  not  send  Mr.  Abrams  there  at  all ;  he  had  gone 
to  Central  City  on  some  personal  business  of  his  own,  to  look  into 
some  property,  and  while  there  this  Mr.  Schonberg,  a  wealthy,  promi- 
nent, and,  as  we  supposed,  reputable  business-man,  told  him  about  the 
offensive  manners  of  the  officers  to  the  people,  and  offered  to  prove 
that  they  would  be  insulted  and  ostracized  if  they  ventured  to  visit  the 
garrison ;  and  Abrams  got  warmed  up  and  telegraphed  to  the  man- 
aging editor  that  he  was  '  on  to  a  good  thing,'  and  so  we  wired  him  to  go 
ahead."  But  a  junior  member  of  the  editorial  staff  frankly  admitted 
that  he,  in  common  with  other  journalists,  had  for  sixteen  years  been 
"  laying"  for  a  chance,  as  he  expressed  it,  to  get  in  a  good  whack  at  the 
young  West-Pointer,  and  here  they  thought  they  had  it. 

Meantime,  the  record  had  gone  to  department  head-quarters  for  the 
action  of  the  general  commanding,  and  Lawler  went  with  it  to  fight 
the  case  to  the  last.     There  was  not  a  soul  at  Ryan  that  did  not  know 


832  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

that,  though  the  lips  of  the  court  were  sealed,  the  finding  had  been 
"  not  guilty"  on  every  possible  specification.  All  Lawler  could  hope 
to  do  now  was  to  persuade  the  general  to  pick  the  proceedings  to  pieces 
and  rasp  the  court  in  his  review  of  the  case;  but  even  this  proved 
futile.  The  general,  it  seemed,  would  do  nothing  of  the  kind  ;  it  was 
even  hinted  that  he  rasped  Lawler  for  the  very  one-sided  investigation 
that  he  made  at  the  outset. 

For  two  days  following  the  adjournment  of  the  court  Fort  Ryan 
was  fairly  in  a  ferment.  Schouberg,  terrified  by  the  jeers  of  his  towns- 
people to  the  belief  that  he  was  to  be  prosecuted  for  perjury,  had  slid 
away  on  a  night  train, — "  gone  to  purchase  goods  in  St.  Louis,"  said 
his  unhappy  spouse.  Welsh,  the  martyr,  had  essayed  to  desert  the 
same  night,  and,  as  a  cat  plays  with  a  mouse,  old  Kenyon  had  let  him 
go  until  the  intent  was  made  plain  by  his  boarding  the  eastward-bound 
train  in  civilian  dress,  and  then  had  had  him  hauled  off  by  two  stalwart 
infantrymen  and,  incidentally,  by  the  nape  of  his  neck,  and  once  more 
Welsh  was  remanded  to  his  familiar  haunt, — the  guard-house  at  Ryan. 
This  time  a  still  more  serious  charge  was  hanging  over  his  head, — that 
of  assaulting  a  non-commissioned  officer  in  discharge  of  his  duty;  for 
Corporal  Brent  had  recognized  him  as  his  assailant  the  instant  he  heard 
his  voice.  So  had  another  witness.  It  was  Georgia  Marshall  who 
turned  to  Kenyon  the  moment  Welsh  had  finished  his  testimony,  and 
said,  "  I  have  heard  that  man  speak  before,"  and  who  unhesitatingly 
declared  after  Goss  apj>eared  that,  though  by  sight  she  could  identify 
neither  man,  by  voice  she  knew  that  the  one  who  had  assaulted  the 
corporal  of  the  guard  that  night  was  not  Goss,  but  Welsh.  Then 
Welsh  himself  broke  down.  Such  was  the  feeling  against  him  among 
the  men,  such  were  the  threats  which  he  could  not  but  hear  as  he  lay 
in  his  barred  cell,  that  he  begged  to  be  allowed  to  see  the  commanding 
officer.  He  was  in  fear  for  his  life, — poor  devil !  and  indeed  nothing 
but  the  discipline  so  derided  of  the  newspapers  saved  him  from  the 
tarring  and  feathering  and  riding  on  a  rail  that  the  soldiers  were  wild 
to  give  him.  In  piteous  accents  he  implored  Kenyon  to  have  him  sent 
away,  even  to  prison  at  Leavenworth.  He  would  plead  guilty  to  de- 
sertion, guilty  to  theft,  guilty  to  assault,  guilty  to  anything,  if  the  major 
would  only  get  him  away  from  the  terrible  scowls  and  curses  of  his  erst- 
while companions.  Only,  if  the  major  would  but  believe  him,  he  really 
had  never  struck  the  corporal  at  all ;  he  had  hurled  the  pepper  in  his 
eyes  and  run.  Brent,  blinded  and  raging,  had  rushed  in  pursuit,  and 
had  struck  his  head  against  the  sharp  edge  of  the  brick  pillar  at  the 
south  end  of  the  troop-barracks.  Very  possibly  this  was  true ;  for  the 
gash  was  deep  and  jagged. 

And  Brent  was  convalescing  rapidly,  but,  between  the  ladies  of  the 
Lane,  Brodie,  Cross,  and  Graves  households,  stood  in  danger  of  being 
killed  with  kindness.  There  was  just  the  least  little  spark  of  jealousy 
among  the  women  of  the  infantry  because  it  was  to  a  comparative 
stranger  that  he  should  have  revealed  his  identity  and  by  her  be  brought 
to  the  front  at  so  supreme  a  moment.  But  it  was  Miss  Marshall  who 
had  been  greatly  interested  in  his  case  from  the  very  night  of  his  mis- 
hap, and  she  and  Mrs.  Lane  had  been  most  kind  and  assiduous  in  their 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  833 

attentions  to  him  during  his  days  of  suffering.  When  he  learned  of  the 
charges  against  Lieutenant  Hearn  and  of  the  outrageous  falsification 
of  the  Jew,  Schonberg,  his  determination  to  conceal  his  name  was  at 
last  overcome,  and  to  Miss.  Marshall  and  to  Dr.  IngersoU  he  told  his 
story.  His  father's  sudden  and  lamentable  death  at  the  hands  of  the 
Apaches  had  left  him  no  alternative  but  to  make  over  to  his  sister  every 
cent  that  had  been  hoarded  up  and  set  aside  for  his  education,-^very 
cent  that  was  his  by  the  old  soldier's  will, — and  then,  leaving  with  her 
the  little  box  that  contained  the  captain's  papers  and  letters,  and  quit- 
ting college,  he  went  to  New  York  and  enlisted,  choosing  the  infantry 
service  rather  than  the  cavalry  because  his  father's  old  friends  and  asso- 
ciates were  mainly  in  the  latter,  and,  though  he  had  seen  none  of  them 
since  his  boyhood  days,  he  thought  recognition  not  impossible,  and  he 
determined  to  make  his  own  way  and  owe  nothing  to  any  man. 

"  I'm  glad  he  came  to  us,"  said  old  Kenyon.  "  I'd  do  pretty  much 
anything  to  see  him  in  any  other  profession ;  but,  as  he  is  bound  to  be 
a  soldier,  I'll  do  all  I  can  to  place  *  Candidate'  alongside  his  name  on 
our  muster-roll,  and  then  it  would  be  just  my  luck  to  find  him  com- 
missioned in  the  cavalry." 

But  if  there  was  excitement  at  Ryan,  just  fancy  the  feelings  of  the 
officers  and  men  in  the  Eleventh,  now  two  hundred  miles  away  in  the 
Indian  Territory,  when  the  letters  came  detailing  the  events  of  the  last 
day  of  that  court-martial, — Schonberg's  exposure.  Brent's  unveiling, 
Welsh's  disgrace,  Hearn's  undoubted  acquittal,  Lawler  put  to  confusion 
and  flight,  and  Georgia  Marshall  the  heroine  of  the  whole  thing ! 

"  A  Daniel  come  to  judgment,  ay,  a  Daniel,"  quoth  Martin,  as  Lane 
read  aloud  Mabel's  enthusiastic  description  of  what  she  termed  the 
"trial  scene."  "  The  whole  regiment  sends  heart-felt  congratulations  to 
Hearn  and  love  to  Portia,"  was  the  tel^rara  that  came  flashing  back  to 
Mrs.  Lane.  JNJorris  lost  no  time  in  dictating  a  diplomatic  message  to  his 
absent  subaltern,  expressive  of  his  desire  to  welcome  him  back  to  duty 
after  so  complete  a  vindication.  But  Morris  felt  very  ill  at  ease,  and 
was  not  surprised  that  no  answer  was  vouchsafed.  He  retired  to  his 
tent,  and  was  not  seen  for  some  hours  after  learning  of  Brent's  identity. 

Meantime,  just  when  one  would  suppose  that  all  was  plain  sailing, 
balmy  breezes,  sun-kissed  wavelets,  etc.,  just  when  nothing  should  have 
stood  in  the  way  of  Mr.  Hearn's  rejoicing  with  all  his  heart,  and  just 
when  the  course  of  his  true  love  ought  to  have  been  smooth  and  sweet,  the 
very  imp  of  perversity  seemed  to  have  suddenly  developed  in  Greorgia 
Marshall's  breast,  and  she  who  had  done  so  much  to  clear  his  name  of 
"the  clouds  that  lowered  o'er"  it,  and  had  for  two  weeks  been  the  young 
soldier's  most  valued  friend  and  ally,  now  most  unaccountably  held 
aloof  and  fairly  shunned  his  society.  She  met  him  only  in  a  crowd. 
She  simply  would  not  meet  him  alone.  On  one  pretext  or  another  she 
avoided  him,  and  poor  Hearn,  wounded,  utterly  unable  to  account  for 
this  sudden  change,  utterly  incapable  of  fathoming  a  woman's  whim, 
was  now  plunged  in  the  depths  of  a  distress  exceeding  that  from  which 
he  had  just  emerged.  She  had  rescued  him  from  the  toils  only  to  plunge 
him  into  worse  entanglement. 

It  was  the  fourth  day  after  the  adjournment  of  the  court  when  Major 

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334  A^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

Kenyon  came  to  Mr.  Hearn's  rooms  with  a  telegram  just  received  from 
division  head-quarters,  and  found  that  young  gentleman  dqjectedly  read- 
ing a  long  letter  in  the  handwriting  of  Judge  Hearn,  his  father.  Ken- 
yon had  grown  to  know  it  well.  "  Released  from  arrest,  lad  !  That 
means  you  can  go  and  join  the  regiment  as  soon  as  you  like.  What 
does  the  judge  say  now?" 

"  Read  that  page,"  was  the  answer,  as  Hearn  placed  the  letter  in  the 
major's  hand.     And  with  knitted  brows  Kenyon  read  as  follows : 

"  And  now  again  I  urge  upon  you,  my  son,  the  step  I  so  earnestly 
counselled  in  my  last.  Major  Kenyon's  tel^ram  just  received  says  that 
your  acquittal  is  assured  and  tl>atyour  vindication  is  triumphant.  This 
I  felt  would  be  the  case.  But  what  reparation  have  you  for  the  wrongs 
and  insults  heaped  upon  you  by  the  Northern  press?  What  proportion 
of  the  people  who  have  had  you  portrayed  to  them  as  a  low  bully,  a 
drunken  brute,  and  a  swindler  will  ever  know  the  contrary?  What 
paper  that  has  vilified  you  will  have  the  decency  or  the  courage,  now 
that  it  knows  the  truth,  to  make  the  faintest  ameads?     Not  one. 

"  The  time  has  come  for  you  now  to  quit  at  once  and  for  all  a  pro- 
fession which  the  people  of  the  North  so  little  appreciate  and  so  per- 
sistently decry.  I  am  aging  fast,  and  shall  be  glad  to  have  your  strong 
arm  to  lean  upon.  A  year  or  two  in  my  office  will  fit  you  for  the  bar. 
Meantime,  you  can  have  nearly  double  the  income  that  the  government 
pays  you,  and  when  I  am  gone  all  I  have,  practically,  will  be  yours. 
Come  back  to  us,  my  boy ;  come  to  the  mother,  the  father,  and  the 
people  who  love  you  ;  come  home  to  us  who  know  and  need  you  :  you 
are  not  wanted  where  you  are." 

For  some  time  Major  Kenyon  stood  in  silence.  At  last,  seeing 
that  he  was  expected  to  express  his  opinion,  he  slowly  spoke  : 

"  I  feared  that  that  first  letter  would  come,  and  I  might  have  known 
that  this  would  follow.     When  will  you  answer?" 

"  Not  just  yet.  I  must  think  it  over.  Not — not  until  after  to- 
nigiit,  anyway." 

That  evening  Mrs.  Morris  insisted  upon  everybody's  coming  to  her 
house  "  to  celebrate."  The  news  that  Hearn  had  been  released  by 
telegraphic  orders  was  all  over  the  post  in  half  an  hour,  and  that  he 
would  start  to  rejoin  the  regiment  in  the  field  was  of  course  a  foregone 
conclusion.  Only,  said  that  all-important  jiersonage  referred  to  gener- 
ally as  "  everybody,"— only  he  will  probably  want  to  delay  a  little 
while  on  Miss  Marshall's  account,  for  if  they  are  not  already  engaged 
it  is  solely  her  fault ;  any  one  can  see  he  is  utterly  in  love  with  her. 

Once  in  a  while  "  everybody"  makes  a  mistake.  This  time  "  every- 
body" was  practically  right.  No  one  more  thoroughly  than  Hearn 
himself  knew  how  utterly  he  was  in  love  with  Georgia  Marshall,  and 
nobody  but  Kenyon  knew  that,  yielding  to  the  plea  in  his  father's 
letter,  Hearn  might  not  return  to  the  regiment  at  all. 

It  was  a  joyous  gathering  at  the  Morrises' ;  and  yet  there  had  been 
a  singular  conversation  at  the  Lanes'  before  Mabel  could  induce  her 
friend  to  go  at  all. 

"  Mr.  Hearn  will  certainly  come  and  ask  to  be  your  escort,"  said 
Mabel,  the  moment  Mrs.  Morris  was  gone.     "  How  can  you  say  no?" 


\    ■  AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  835 

"  He  will  ask  you,  Mabel,  as  I  shall  not  be  visible,  and  you  must 
accept.  If  you  will  walk  over  there  and  back  with  Mr.  Hearn,  I  will 
go ;  otherwise  I  shall  have  a  splitting  headache  and  be  confined  to  my 
room/' 

"  How  utterly  absurd,  Portia  I  Everybody  expects  him  to  escort 
you.  No  other  man  in  this  post  will  ask  you  so  long  as  he  is  here:  it 
is  a  foregone  conclusion  that  Mr.  Hearn  will." 

"  That  is  why  I  want  you  to  go  with  him.  If  I  go  it  will  be  with 
Major  Kenyon."  And  then  Miss  Marshall  took  the  flushed,  perplexed, 
but  lovely  face  of  her  hostess  between  her  slender  hands  and  kissed  it. 
"  Mabel,  I  must  not  go  with  Mr.  Hearn.  Some  day  I'll  tell  you  why." 
And  then  she  ran  to  her  room. 

^'Tell  me,  indeed!  I  know  too  well,"  was  the  almost  tearful 
answer.     "  You  are  prouder,  far  prouder,  than  I  ever  was." 

And  so,  though  she  gained  her  point  for  the  time-being,  though 
Hearn  had  to  offer  his  services  to  Mrs.  Lane  when  he  called  and  could 
not  see  Miss  Marshall,  though  Mabel  went  on  that  moody  young  gen- 
tleman's arm  and  Miss  Marshall  followed  with  her  stanch  friend  tRe 
major, — Hearn  raging  with  jealous  pain  the  while, — the  time  came 
when  she  found  her  precaution  all  of  no  avail.  Mr.  Hearn  was  too 
much  in  earnest,  too  deeply  in  love,  to  be  longer  held  at  bay. 

"Mrs.  Lane,"  he  stammered  at  last,  as  they  were  walking  home- 
ward late  at  night,  "  I  must  speak  to  Miss  Marshall.  Surely  you  know 
why.     Have  I  not  your  good  wishes?     Will  you  not  help  me?" 

How  could  Mabel  Lane  refuse?  Once  the  gate  was  reached  she 
bade  both  men  come  in,  though  Miss  Marshall  would  have  dismissed 
the  major;  and  then,  slipping  from  the  parlor  along  the  hall-way  to 
the  dining-room,  she  left  Miss  Marshall  to  entertain  her  guests,  while 
with  nervous  hands  she  set  forth  wine,  and  then  presently  called 
Kenyon,  as  though  to  her  aid.  He  came  instantly,  and  Miss  Marshall 
would  have  followed.  But  Hearn  was  too  quick,  and  sprang  before  her 
to  the  door-way.  For  three — four  minutes,  nervously,  incoherently, 
Mrs.  Lane  strove  to  keep  up  a  laughing  chat  with  the  bulky  major; 
but  he,  too,  saw  the  ruse  as  he  sipped  -his  wine,  and  neither  was  prac- 
tised in  the  art  of  dissembling.  Suddenly  Hearn's  footsteps,  quick 
and  firm,  were  heard  in  the  hall-way ;  the  front  door  closed  with 
sudden  bang,  and,  without  a  word  to  his  hostess,  he  was  gone.  Mrs. 
Lane's  heart  sank  within  her.  Conversation  was  at  an  end.  Kenyon 
stood  for  an  instant  in  awkward  silence.  Then  Miss  Marshall's  skirts 
were  heard  as  she  fairly  rushed  up  the  stairs,  and  the  major  took  him- 
self off  as  quickly  as  a  clumsy  man  could  effect  an  escape.  An  instant 
after,  Mabel  Lane  stood  at  Greorgia's  door.     It  was  closed. 

"  Portia,"  she  called,  in  low,  pleading  tones, — "  Portia,  mayn't  I 
come  in  ?" 

For  a  moment,  no  answer  at  all. 

"  Georgia,  dear,  do  s\teak  to  me." 

At  last  a  quick,  impetuous  step ;  the  door  was  thrown  open.  All 
was  darkness ;  but  as  Mrs.  Lane  entered  with  outstretched  arms,  there 
came  a  low,  almost  wailing  voice  from  the  bedside: 

"  Oh,  Mabel,  Mabel,  how  could  you  f* 


836  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 


XVIII. 


When  it  was  generally  understood  around  Fort  Ryan  the  following 
afternoon  that  Mr.  Hearn  had  taken  the  first  train  and  gone  after  the 
regiment  early  that  morning,  people  were  somewhat  surprised.  Along 
Itoward  sunset  the  ladies  began  to  think  it  time  somebody  went  to  call 
'at  the  Lanes'  and  see  why  it  was  that  neither  Mrs.  Lane  nor  Miss 
Marshall  had  been  abroad  during  the  day.  Incidentally,  too,  it  might 
be  possible  to  find  out  whether  congratulations  were  in  order.  Nol)ody 
could  account  for  the  sudden  departure  of  the  lieutenant.  Kenyon 
knew  of  it,  of  course,  but  to  all  questions  would  only  reply,  as  though 
in  surprise, — 

"Gro?  Why,  of  course  he  went!  What  else  would  you  expect 
of  a  man  like  Hearn  ?  He  was  all  ready  to  join  his  regiment :  why 
shouldn't  he  go?" 

Still,  as  Mr.  Hearn  had  not  said  a  word  about  going  even  when 
qflestioned  the  night  before,  every  woman  at  Ryan  felt  sure  there  was 
some  sudden  reason,  and  equally  sure  that  Miss  Marshall,  if  she  only 
would,  could  tell  it.  Very  probably  the  first  callers  fully  expected  to 
be  told  that  Miss  Marshall  was  not  well  and  begged  to  be  excused. 
That  would  have  settled  the  matter  to  their  entire  satisfaction.  But, 
on  the  contrary.  Miss  Marshall,  looking  every  bit  as  fresh  and  cool  and 
animated  as  ever,  came  tripping  lightly  down  the  stairs  the  moment 
they  were  announced.  She  perfectly  well  knew  that  they  wouhl  be 
coming,  and  was  fully  prepared  to  meet  them.  She  had  heard,  too,  of 
Mr.  Hearn's  sudden  departure  :  a  brief  note  had  come  to  Mrs.  Lane 
early  in  the  morning,  over  which  that  bonny  matron  had  had  a  good 
cry.  The  visitors  only  succeeded  in  finding  Miss  Marshall  as  brilliant 
and  entertaining  as  ever,  but  more  provokingly  inscrutable.  It  was 
impossible  to  determine  from  her  manner  in  speaking  of  Mr.  Hearn 
and  his  departure  whether  there  was  an  engagement  or  not. 

Nor  was  any  one  a  whit  wiser  at  the  end  of  the  week.  "  If  she  is 
engaged  to  him,"  said  the  dames,  and  damsels,  "she  is  receiving  rather 
too  much  atte.ntion  from  the  major,  who  lets  no  day  go  by  without  its 
call,  and  the  calls  are  growing  longer." 

Mabel  Lane,  who  had  looked  pale  for  a  day  or  two,  was  blithe 
and  sunshiny  as  ever,  so  far  as  Ryan  society  could  judge ;  and  in  the 
absence  of  any  local  sensation  some  people  were  disposed  to  regard 
the  situation  as  decidedly  disheartening.  No  woman  rests  content  who 
suspects  an  engagement  and  cannot  prove  it. 

Letters  from  the  regiment  gave  no  clue.  Lane  wrote  to  Mabel 
every  day, — another  thing  that  made  him  culpable  in  the  eyes  of  lords 
less  uxorious, — and  she  was  besieged  by  the  other  wives  with  questions 
as  to  what  was  going  on  in  the  field.  But  what  he  wrote  her  of  Hearn 
she  would  tell  no  one,  not  even  Georgia, — who  never  asked. 

"  It  has  been  a  hard  ordeal  for  Hearn,  as  any  one  can  see,"  wrote 
the  captain.  "  He  has  aged  and  changed  greatly.  The  youngsters  had 
planned  a  sort  of  love-feast  for  him,  but  he  begged  them  that  nothing 
of  the  kind  be  held,  and  he  has  really  shunned  society  since  rejoining. 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  837 

He  claims  that  all  his  time  is  taken  up  with  his  troop,  and  of  course 
we  are  very  busy ;  but  there  is  something  behind  it,  and  I  think  you 
know." 

She  did  know,  and  yet  could  not  tell.  It  was  her  penance  for 
breaking  faith  with  Georgia.  The  latter  had  forbidden  that  she  should 
tell  to  any  one  the  fact  that  Mr.  Hearn  had  indeed  offered  himself  and 
had  been  refused. 

But  Lane  learned  it  soon  enough.  From  the  moment  of  his  return 
to  the  regiment  the  young  soldier  spent  most  of  his  time,  when  off  duty, 
in  the  society  of  the  captain,  and  one  night  in  the  fulness  of  his  sorrow- 
ing heart  he  told  his  friend  of  the  bitter  disappointment  that  had  come 
to  him.  He  loved  her  deeply,  had  asked  her  to  be  his  wife,  and  she 
had  gently,  even  tearfully,  but  positively,  said  no,  it  simply  could  not 
be.  He  had  begged  her  to  give  her  reasons,  and  she  refused.  She 
assured  him  of  her  faith,  respect,  and  esteem,  but  pointed  out  to  him 
that  in  every  way  possible  since  the  trial  she  had  striven  to  avert  the 
declaration  which  she  frankly  confessed  she  could  not  but  foresee.  He 
was  forced  to  admit  this,  and  could  no  longer  press  her  for  reasons, 
since  she  had  plainly  discouraged  his  suit.  Yet  it  was  hard, — very 
hard. 

Lane  simply  could  not  understand.  "Is  there  any  one  else?"  he 
wrote  to  Mabel,  and  Mabel  said  she  was  sure  there  was  not ;  but  she 
was  equally  sure  Georgia  meant  no.  'Mabel,  herself,  was  even  more 
perplexed  than  the  captain,  since  Georgia  had  gently  but  resolutely  for- 
bidden any  further  mention  of  the  subject  between  them.  And  now, 
with  the  utter  inconsistency  of  her  sex,  pretty  Mrs.  Lane  was  all  eager- 
ness to  discover  and  demolish  the  barrier  to  a  match  which  a  month  ago 
she  would  have  opposed  because  it  seemed  inevitable. 

Tiien  came  a  joy  in  which  Mrs.  Lane  for  the  time-being  forgot  her 
perplexities.  Captain  Fred  obtained  a  seven  days'  leave  from  the  regi- 
ment and  flew  as  straight  to  her  arms  as  a  circuitous  railroad-route  could 
carry  him.  He  greeted  Miss  Marshall  as  cordially  as  ever,  but  he  did 
not  call  her  Portia  as  he  had  intended,  because  Mabel  warned  him  in  a 
letter  that  it  served  to  revive  associations  which  were  not  all  joyous. 
"  I  called  her  Portia  long  before  she  met  Mr.  Hearn,"  was  Lane's  stout 
reply  ;  "  but  if  she  doesn't  like  it,  that's  enough."  Major  Kenyon  was 
bidden  to  dinner  the  evening  of  his  home-coming,  and  of  course  many 
of  the  garrison  people  happened  in,  aud  so  there  was  nothing  but  general 
chat.  But  two  evenings  later,  when  the  major  was  sitting  in  the  big 
arm-chair  and  discoursing  on  some  of  his  favorite  hobbies,  he  broached 
anew  the  matter  of  Judge  Hearn's  letter  urging  his  son  to  quit  the 
service. 

"  Have  you  never  heard  Hearn's  answer,  major?"  said  Lane.  "  He 
read  it  to  ine  before  sending  it,  and  I  thought  it  so  good  that  I  kept  a 
copy.     Here  it  is." 

Miss  Marshall  was  sitting  at  the  table  under  the  bright  lamp  as 
Lane  began  to  read.  Mabel  noticed  that  she  leaned  forward,  shading! 
her  eyes  with  her  hand. 

"  I  have  thought  it  all  over,  my  dear  father.  The  offer  you  make 
me  is  one  for  which  I  thank  you  with  all  my  heart.     Few  men  could 


338  ^-^  ARMV  PORTIA. 

quit  the  service  under  better  auspices,  or  return  to  a  home  more  loved 
or  friends  more  loving;  and  yet — I  cannot.  Ten  years  of  my  life, 
perhaps  the  best  ten,  have  been  spent  in  a  profession  which  with  every 
year  presents  new  fields,  new  studies,  and  new  requirements.  I  have 
worked  honestly,  have  won  friends,  and,  in  all  modesty  may  say,  a 
good  name.  Admitting  all  you  write  of  this  recent  attempt  of  the 
papers  to  blacken  it,  my  friends  here  tell  me  that  it  but  proves  tl»e 
strength  of  my  record  that  even  concerted  newspaper  assaults  could  not 
harm  me  in  the  eyes  of  right-thinking  people. 

"  I  love  the  duties.  I  am  deeply  attached  to  many  of  my  comrades. 
I  can  be  a  very  fair  soldier,  and  might  only  make  a  very  poor  lawyer. 
For  these  reasons  I  think  I  ought  to  stand  where  I  am.  But  there  is 
still  another  reason. 

"  Father,  when  I  bound  myself  to  the  United  States  as  a  cadet  I 
received  at  the  hands  of  the  nation  a  schooling  such  as  I  could  get  at 
no  other  institution  in  the  world,  and  was  moulded  by  the  nation  for 
its  service.  If  in  after-years  I  found  myself  better  fitted  to  serve  in 
some  other  way,  then  there  might  be  excuse  for  tendering  a  resignation. 
But  when  I  feel  and  know  that  I  am  far  more  soldier  than  I  can  ever 
be  anything  else,  it  all  the  more  convinces  me  that  my  efforts  belong 
now  and  for  a  lifetime  to  the  nation  that  trained  me  and  that  I  have 
sworn  to  serve. 

"  The  dear  ones  at  home  know  me  best,  it  is  true.  The  class  in 
whose  supposed  interests  I  have  been  so  unjustly  assailed,  it  is  also  true, 
is  very  different  from  that  in  which  we  move.  But,  in  the  broad  light 
of  a  soldier's  duty,  neither  the  love  of  the  one  nor  the  unreasoning 
hate  of  the  other  should  swerve  me.  The  hardest  knocks  a  soldier  has 
to  bear  come  sometimes  from  the  very  men  whom  he  is  sworn  to  defend. 
You  would  not  have  me  yield  because  of  a  stinging  wound  or  two,  nor 
would  I  be  worthy  of  your  name  if  I  faltered  now.  It  is  my  belief 
that,  despite  apparent  apathy,  there  is  still,  North  or  South,  a  place  in 
the  hearts  of  the  people  for  every  soldier  who  seeks  faithfully  to  serve 
them,  and  in  that  faith — God  helping  me — I  shall  follow  the  old  jlag 
to  the  end" 

"  By  Jupiter  1"  said  Kenyon,  as  he  sprang  to  his  feet  and  strode 
excitedly  up  and  down  the  room,  "  isn't  that  enough  to  make  one 
damn  the  liberty  of  the  press,  to  think  that  a  month  ago  it  was  holding 
up  that  fine  fellow  for  everything  that  was  low  and  contemptible ! — 
Miss  Marshall,  if  I  were Wiiy,  she's  gone !" 

"Just  stepped  into  the  dining-room  a  moment,"  said  Mrs.  Lane, 

?romptly,  though  her  eyes  were  brimming.     "Now,  isn't  that  Mr. 
learn  all  over  r 

But  Georgia  Marshall  had  not  gone  into  the  dining-room.  Mabel 
found  her  over  at  the  end  of  the  veranda,  gazing  at  the  distant  night- 
lights  across  the  dark  and  silent  valley. 

September  came,  and  the  Eleventh  would  soon  be  on  its  home- 
ward march.  Letters  to  the  regiment  made  frequent  mention  of  old 
Kenyon's  devotion  to  Miss  Marshall,  and  even  Hearn  had  to  hear  occa- 
sional bits  of  conversation  that  told  him  that  in  quitting  Ryan  he  had 
abandoned  the  field  to  a  rival.     But  when  orders  reached  them  there 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  g39 

was  other  news:  Miss  Marshall  was  to  return  to  the  East  at  once. 
"  Despite  every  plea,"  wrote  Mabel,  "  she  persists  in  it,  and  adamant 
is  no  more  yielding  than  is  her  determination.  I  am  utterly  heart- 
broken, but  cannot  prevent  it.  She  has  been  making  arrangements  for 
a  new  position  of  some  kind  for  the  last  six  weeks,  and  she  will  leave 
before  the  regiment  gets  back." 

And  when  the  Eleventh  came  marching  into  Ryan  late  in  the 
month,  and  a  host  of  tanned  and  bearded  troopers  rode  in  behind  the 
band  on  its  dancing  grays,  Georgia  Marshall  had  vanished  from  the 
scene. 

Presently  Kenyon  took  a  long  leave  and  disappeared.  "  Having  it 
out  with  his  newspaper  friends  in  Chicago,"  was  Martin's  suggestion. 
But  the  next  thing  heard  of  him  he  had  turned  up  in  Cincinnati,  and 
Mabel  knew  well  what  that  meant,  and  waited  with  bated  breath. 
For  a  month  there  came  no  further  news,  and  then  he  was  reported  at 
St.  Augustine,  more  crabbed  than  ever. 

"  Then  he,  too,  has  been  rejected,"  said  Mabel.  And  she  was  right. 
Kenyon  did  not  rejoin  until  long  after  the  Christmas  holidays. 

Old  Blauvelt,  by  this  time,  had  been  sent  before  a  retiring  board, 
which  recommended  him  for  permanent  shelving,  and  he  was  still  on 
leave  until  the  needed  vacancy  should  occur.  Hearn,  meantime, 
remained  in  command  of  his  troop,  no  longer  encumbered  by  the  pres- 
ence of  Trooper  Welsh,  who  had  been  formally  "  sent  to  Leavenworth." 
Corporal  Brent  had  won  his  sergeant's  chevrons,  and  was  looking  for- 
wanl  to  examination  for  promotion.  Everything  was  going  blithely 
at  the  post,  but  for  the  sadness  that  seemed  to  have  clouded  one  young 
soldiers  life,  and  for  the  anxious  look  on  Mabel  Lane's  face  when 
Portia  was  asked  for,  as  Portia  often  was.  "Teaching  children  all  the 
fall  and  winter  was  telling  on  her,"  wrote  an  old  school-friend.  And 
when  April  came  she  was  reported  ill,  though  her  owi^etters  made  no 
mention  of  it.  The  family  would  move  to  their  country-seat  in  a 
week,  and  she  would  be  so  glad,  she  said,  to  see  the  trees  and  birds 
again. 


The  first  of  May  had  come.  The  lovely  suburbs  of  a  bustling 
city  were  shrouded  in  the  richest,  freshest  green.  The  sweet  breath  or 
the  early  summer,  laden  with  the  perfume  of  lilac  and  honeysuckle 
and  of  myriad  blossoms,  was  sighing  through  the  foliage  of  a  park  of 
grand  old  trees  and  rippling  the  surface  of  a  grassy  lawn.  Robin  and 
bluebird,  oriole  and  crested  woodpecker,  flashed  and  flitted  through  the 
sunshine,  now  splashing  in  the  basin  of  the  fountain,  now  chasing  each 
other  in  chattering  glee  through  the  slanting  light  and  shadow.  The 
drone  of  beetle  and  hum  of  dragon-fly  fell  soothingly  on  the  drowsy 
ear.  The  little  knot  of  Jerseys  browsing  in  the  paddock  down  the 
eastward  slope  huddled  together  sleepily  in  a  shaded  corner.  The 
tennis-court  was  deserted,  the  mallets  lay  sprawled  about  the  croquet- 
ground,  and  a  pair  of  Maltese  kittens  that  had  been  scampering  about, 
playing  hide-and-seek  among  the  currant-bushes,  seemed  at  last  over- 
come by  the  languorous  spell  in  which  all  nature  was  hushed,  and  with 


840  -^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

the  confidence  of  kittenhood  proceeded  to  clamber  into  the  slowly- 
swinging  hammock,  hung  well  back  in  the  shade,  wherein  was  reclining 
the  one  human  being  visible  in  the  entire  picture, — a  tall  girl  with 
big  dark  eyes  and  a  wealth  of  sombre  braids  of  hair, — a  girl  whose 
soft  cheeks  were  almost  as  thin  and  pale  as  the  slender  white  hands 
loosely  clasping  an  open  letter  that  lay  in  her  lap.  And  it  was  this 
that  the  foremost  puasy,  after  clambering  by  swift  springs  up  the  path- 
way afforded  by  the  trailing  white  skirts,  now  impatiently  pawed  to 
one  side  and  curled  herself  up  in  its  place ;  there  she  was  promptly 
joined  by  her  playmate.  Slowly  the  thin  white  hand  was  lifted  and 
gently  stroked  the  fur  of  the  pretty,  graceful  creature. 

"  It  is  a  holiday  for  us,  isn't  it,  Fluffykin  ?"  murmured  the  girl. 
"  The  children  and  doggy  both  gone,  and  it's  almost  time  for  us  to  be 
thinking  of  tea, — tea  all  alone.  There's  the  whistle  of  the  sunset 
train  now.'^ 

For  a  moment  the  wooded  slopes  on  both  sides  of  the  valley  echoed 
to  the  rattle  of  the  incoming  cars,  the  sharp  hiss  of  steam,  the  distant 
sound  of  voices  at  the  little  station  down  the  winding  village  street, 
arched  over  with  rustling  foliage.  Then  the  clang  of  the  bell,  and  the 
hurrying  engine  again  pushed  northward,  impatient  of  delay.  A  few 
light  carriages  and  pony-phaetons  came  driving  swiftly  by ;  a  few  of 
the  occupants  waved  hand  or  handkerchief  to  the  reclining  figure  in 
the  hammock,  but  far  more  passed  by  on  the  other  side  without  a  sign 
or  token,  and  presently  silence  and  solitude  again  settled  down  upon 
the  shaded  lawn,  and  the  last  rays  of  the  westering  sun  kissed  the  tree- 
tops  good-night  and  slowly  died  away. 

"  Surely  there  should  be  another  letter  from  Mabel  to-night :  this 
one  is  a  week  old  now,"  said  Portia.  But,  old  as  it  was,  there  seemed 
one  page  which  deserved  re-reading,  and  the  white  hands  sought  and 
found  the  lette^and  lifted  it  before  her  eyes : 

"  Mr.  Hearn  has  been  gone  a  week  now,  and  we  miss  him  sadly. 
He  had  almost  made  his  home  here  with  us  during  the  winter,  and 
rarely  spent  an  evening  anywiiere  else.  His  father's  death  seems  to 
have  been  very  sudden,  and  it  was  a  great  shock.  He  has  a  month's 
leave,  with  permission  to  apply  for  an  extension.  Georgia, — Portia, — 
I  could  say  so  much,  so  very  much,  if  you  would  only  listen.  If  you 
would  only  release  me  from  that  promise !  I  was  thinking  but  yester- 
day how  I  blessed  the  day  that  my  pride  broke  down  and  gave  nie 
Fred  and  happiness.  Sometimes  I  cannot  but  think  that  only  pride — 
foolish,  unwarrantable  pride — stands  between  you  and  a  life  as  blessed 
as  my  own." 

Impatiently  the  letter  was  hurled  upon  the  grass,  and,  half  turning, 
Georgia  buried  her  wan  face  on  her  arm.  Of  what  was  she  thinking? 
Surely  those  were  hot  tears  trickling  through  the  long  white  fingers; 
surely  there  was  little  evidence  of  stubborn  pride  in  the  abandonment 
of  that  silent,  lonely  sorrow.  All  day  she  had  been  at  leisure,  the 
family  and  children  away  in  town,  and,  though  neither  her  duties  had 
been  very  onerous  nor  the  trials  of  her  new  position  very  great,  she 
had  drooped  all  winter  long.  This  was  the  first  real  day  of  rest ;  yet, 
with  all  its  sweetness  and  sunshine,  had  it  not  been  full  of  tears? — full 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  841 

of  vague  unrest  and  longing?  and  now  even  the  sunshine  was  going, 
and  the  gloaming  was  slowly  settling  down  upon  the  valley.  Far  over 
the  eastern  heights  the  silvery  shield  of  the  soft  May  moon  was  peeping 
into  view;  but  the  fairy  shafts  of  her  gentle  light  could  not  yet  pene- 
trate the  gathering  gloom  here  in  the  grove  where  swung  the  hammock. 
Still  the  hot  tears  came  trickling  between  the  white  fingers,  and,  yield- 
ing at  last  to  the  mournful  influence  of  the  dying  day,  Georgia  Mar- 
shall wept  unrestrainedly, — wept  while  great  sobs  shook  her  frame; 
and  while  one  fluffy  kitten,  disturbed  in  her  intended  nap,  stretched 
forth  a  furry  paw  and  lifted  up  a  querulous  note  of  remonstrance,  her 
companion,  suddenly  dislodged  from  her  cosey  nest  in  Georgia's  lap, 
clawed  vigorously  back  upon  the  heaving  folds  of  the  summer  fabric, 
glared  around  in  excited  search  for  the  possible  cause  of  such  seismatic 
disturbance,  and  instantly  set  back  a  pair  of  tiny  ears,  arched  a  furry 
back,  bristled  her  stiffening  tail,  and  gave  vent  to  spiteful  challenge  at 
the  fell  disturber  of  her  peace.     There  stood  a  man. 

A  tall  young  fellow,  erect  iand  powerful  in  build,  clad  in  civilian 
garb,  but  striding  across  the  lawn  with  the  swing  of  a  trooper,  halted 
suddenly  not  ten  feet  away  and  lifted  from  his  shapely  head  a  hat 
banded  heavily  with  crape.  The  next  instant  he  had  hurled  this  aside, 
stepped  quickly  forward,  utterly  ignoring  pussy's  hostile  guise,  liad 
thrown  himself  on  one  knee  beside  the  hammock,  and  the  drooping 
moustache  almost  swept  the  soft,  white  hands  as  he  impetuously  seized 
them. 

"  Georgia,"  he  whispered. 

Heavens!  what  a  start !  In  her  wild  consternation  she  recoiled  from 
his  touch,  striving  at  the  same  instant  to  sit  erect.  Hammocks  are  not 
made  for  combinations  so  eccentric.  The  next  instant  the  flimsy  thing 
had  slipped  from  under  her,  and  she  felt  herself  going.  Drowning 
men  catch  at  straws;  drowning  women  seize  the  hand  they  would  have 
shunned.  But  for  his  sudden  spring,  but  for  prompt  clasping  arms, 
she  would  have  gone  headlong  to  the  ground  on  the  opposite  side.  For 
a  minute  she  was  held  in  close  embrace,  a  confused  mingling  of  dusky 
braids,  of  throbbing  femininity,  of  hotly-blushing,  tear-wet  face,  of 
cool  linen  lawn  and  clinging  hammock-netting.  Then  her  hands 
regained  their  cunning,  and  found  his  broad  shoulders;  and  she  pushed 
herself  free,  and  then  hysterical  laughter  came  to  her  aid,  and  the 
shaded  grove  rang  to  a  peal  that,  if  not  merry,  was  at  least  irresistible, 
and  at  last,  as  she  sat  there,  restored  to  equilibrium  and  striving  to 
regain  her  whirling  senses,  as  he  stood  patiently  bending  over  her,  half 
praying  that  the  inspired  hammock  might  yet  attempt  some  new  freak, 
she  glanced  up  at  him  through  smiles  and  tears  and  disordered  bangs, 
only  to  say, — 

"  How  utterly  absurd  !" 

To  which  philosophical  remark  he  vouchsafed  no  reply  whatever. 

It  is  a  full  minute  before  she  recovers,  even  partially,  either  breath 
or  self-possession.  Then  she  holds  forth  her  hand,  and  he  assists  her 
to  rise. 

"  This  is  not  the  welcome  I  should  give  you.  Shall  we  go  to  the 
house?" 


g|2  ^^  ARMY  PORTIA. 

But  even  as  she  asks  and  her  eyes  glance  nervously,  shyly,  up  into 
his  face,  she  knows  he  will  accept  no  invitation  that  will  peril  this  Ule- 
d-tite.  She  sees  how  the  lines  Imve  deepened  in  his  frank,  soldierly 
face,  and  that  a  sadness  not  all  of  his  recent  bereavement  has  left  its 
traces  there.  She  would  lead  hira  from  the  shaded  grove  to  the  parlor, 
where  the  lamps  are  already  beginning  to  twinkle,  but  he  will  not  budge 
one  step.     He  stands  confronting  her. 

"  No  1  I  have  come  solely  to  see  you.  Is  there  any  reason  why  we 
cannot  stay  here  a  moment?"  And  she  can  think  of  none.  Oh, 
what  infamous  fate  that  he  should  have  found  her  weeping, — bathed  in 
tears! 

"  I  hardly  thought  to  see  you  at  all,  especially  after — the  great 
— ^sorrow  of  your  father's  death,"  she  falters,  her  heart  leaping  and 
bounding,  despite  her  effort  to  be  calm. 

"  I  am  taking  mother  North,"  he  answers,  simply.  "  It  was  a 
cruel  blow  to  her  and  a  hard  one  to  me.  It  was  all  over  before  I  could 
get  home.  Mother  will  spend  the  summer  with  her  sister  on  the  St. 
Lawrence,  but  she  has  to  rest  in  Cincinnati  until  to-morrow  night.  I 
left  her  with  old  friends  this  afternoon  and  came  out  here  to  find  you. 
I  must  go  back  this  evening.  And,  now,  have  you  no  woixl  of  wel- 
come for  me?  Did  you  not  know  that  I  would  come,  loving  you  as  I 
do?" 

What  answer  can  she  make?  Her  head  is  drooping  low;  her 
hands  are  clasped  together,  her  bosom  heaving,  her  breath  fluttering 
away ;  and  yet  how  wild  a  joy,  how  exquisite  a  hoj^e,  is  throbbing  in 
her  heart  of  hearts  ! 

"  Georgia,"  he  speaks  impulsively,  his  deep  voice  trembling,  "  you 
made  me  accept  your  answer  then  and  bear  my  bitter  disappointment 
without  a  word  ;  but  I  have  borne  it  too  long  now.  Had  you  been  at 
the  other  end  of  the  world  I  must  have  followed  you,  for  the  longing 
to  see  your  dear  face,  to  hear  your  voice,  to  look  into  your  glorious 
eyek,  has  overmastered  me  time  and  again.  I  had  to  come,  and  now  I 
will  hear  what  it  is  that  stands  between  us.  God  knows  my  love  and 
honor  have  been  yours  a  long,  long  year.  Grod  knows  there  can  be  no 
content  or  joy  for  me  if  your  answer  be  final.  You  have  bound  my 
life  in  yours.  You  won  my  whole  heart,  my  deepest  gratitude.  No, 
you  cannot  check  me  by  impatient  gesture  now  :  you  must  hear.  You 
told  me  there  was  no  other  man.     Is  that  true?" 

"  Perfectly,"  she  answers,  proudly. 

"  And  yet  you  would  not  listen  to  me.  You  would  not  be  ray 
wife." 

"  You  forget,  it  was  just  after  the  trial.  You  seemed  to  think  you 
owed  me  such  a  world  of  gratitude;  and— do  not  men  sometimes  mis- 
take gratitude  for  love?" 

"  Oh,  heaven  I"  he  interrupts  her  impetuously,  his  hands  out- 
stretched. "  You  do  not  mean  you  doubted  me,  Georgia  ?  If  that 
were  your  reason,  is  it  not  banished  now  ?  Look — look  up  into  my 
eyes,  my  darling,  and  tell  me,  if  you  dare,  that  it  is  gratitude,  not 
deep  and  fervent  love,  I  offer  you.  Nay,  you  shall  see."  And,  before 
she  can  retreat,  his  strong,  trembling  hands  have  seized  her  drooping 


AN  ARMY  PORTIA.  %4^; 

head,  and  between  them  her  face,  with  its  dark,  lustrous,  swimming 
eyes,  with  cheeks  still  tear-wet,  yet  burning  with  blushes  chasing  each 
other  to  her  very  brows,  her  soft  red  lips  quivering  and  trembling  at 
the  dimpled  corners, — ^all — all  now  lifted  to  his  worshipping  gaze ;  and 
she  can  repel  no  longer.  One  swift  glance,  and,  if  ever  vestige  of 
doubt  remained,  it  vanished  then  and  there.  No  woman  on  earth  could 
have  looked  into  his  eyes  and  denied  the  love  that  burned  within  them, 
— all  her  own,  all  her  own. 

^  Speak  to  me,  Georgia.     Do  you  believe  me  now  ?" 

"  Yes,"  she  whispers,  and  her  face  would  have  hidden  itself  but  for 
those  strong  hands  again. 

"  And  you  have  no  love  to  give  in  return  ?" 

A  little  silvery  beam  is  peeping  through  the  foliage  now.  The 
kittens,  forgotten,  are  rolling  over  each  other  in  mad  frolic  at  their 
very  feet.  The  last  chirp  of  drowsing  bird  has  died  away.  The 
silence  of  the  sweet  summer  night  has  fallen  on  all  surrounding  nature, 
yet  he  can  hardly  hear  her  whisper, — 

"  You  never  asked  it — until  now." 

"  But  it  18  mine,  really  ?     Georgia,  tell  me,"  he  implores. 

"  It  has  been — all  yours  ever  since  the  night  I  heard  your  letter, — 
ever  since  you  wrote  that  you  would  follow  the  old  flag  to  the  end." 


THE  END. 


g44  UNCROWNED. 


UNCROWNED. 

IKSCBIBES   TO  THK   MEMORY   OF   FITZJAMES   O'BRIEN. 
January  23,  1887. 

[FitzJames  O'Brien  was  the  leader  of  the  Bohemian  circle  in  New  York  in  the  years  im- 
mediately preceding  the  war.  He  was  hurt  to  death  in  a  skirmish  fighting  for  his  adopted 
country.  In  his  volume  "The  Diamond  Lens  and  other  Tales"  (Harpers)  is  given  his  story 
of  "The  Lost  Room."  In  that  story  O'Brien  claims  descent  from  a  chief  to  whom  St.  Kieran 
had  prophesied,  according  to  the  "  Annals  of  the  Four  Masters,"  that  he  and  his  descendants 
ehfjuld  rule  over  the  Ithiau  race  forever.] 

WHILE  the  round  sun  forgets  its  noonday  glare, 
And  following  after  clouds  the  evening  comes. 
And  sounds  of  city  feet  more  fleetly  fare 

To  some  kind  haven,  in  the  town  of  homes, 
I  stop  to  look  along  these  shabby  walls. 

And  almost  naked  floor,  I  claim  as  mine. 
No  priceless  hanging  to  the  wainscot  falls, 

No  marvels  painted  out  of  oil  divine 
Look  at  this  sad,  worn,  weary  face  with  love. 

Only  a  rug  or  twain  lies  here  or  there, 
And  from  its  case  peeps  out  a  boxing-glove. 

I  see  the  long  black  easel's  horns  still  wear  * 
My  colors, — black  and  gold.     Above  the  bed 

Dusk  Cleopatra  foils  the  folded  snake 
That  drives  across  her  golden  thigh  its  head, 

And  the  strange  love-dreams  in  her  eyes  awake; 
And  on  the  other  wall  Lucretia,  slim, 

Beautiful,  bare  except  of  gauzy  veil. 
That  cannot  hide  the  shaj)ely  breast  and  limb 

And  those  wild  eyes  that  time  should  not  assail. 

A  ruined  castle  by  an  Irish  sea. 

I  hear  sad  Cleena  *  calling  for  her  king : 
A  beggar  holds  a  pen  afar  from  thee ; 

Never  for  him  your  white-capped  waves  shall  sing. 
Under  the  pent  rock  Loki  turns  his  face. 

Avoiding  as  he  may  the  serpent's  slime; 
Naked  and  chained  upon  a  wave- washed  place, 

He  suffers  doom  for  his  immoi*tal  crime. 
The  serpent's  fangs  perpetual  venom  drop ; 

Cold  on  the  rugged  rock  he  clanks  his  chain, 
But  Sigyn  holds  before  his  face  the  cup. 

To  save  his  temples  from  the  dropping  pain. 
Forever  does  the  serpent's  venom  fail. 

And  ever  the  white  waves  sweep  over  them, 

*  The  south  Irish  coast. 


UNCROWNED.  845 

Saved  by  the  woman,  till  the  ended  tale, 

And  Fenrir's  pack  the  hosts  of  heaven  hem. 

Shakespeare  and  Morris  and  the  bard  of  love,* 

These  evermore  are  with  me  till  the  end,     • 
And  that  strange  revelation  from  above  f 

Look  from  tlieir  places  to  their  favored  friend. 
This  is  the  sum.     I  served  thrice  seven  years. 

Thrice  seven  years  I  served  the  Queen  of  Song. 
Never  mine  eyes  complained  with  chiding  tears. 

Nor  raised  my  voice  in  question  of  her  wrong. 
No  Esau  drove  me  forth  to  fare  afar, 

Nor  did  I  bargain  for  fat  herds  or  gold. 
Nor  did  I  ask  for  those  kind  loves  that  are 

Held  in  her  hand,  to  give  or  to  witiihold. 
But  carelessly  I  cast  my  claim  away, 

And  made  myself  her  slave  without  a  fee, 
And  all  my  thought  I  fashioned  in  her  way, 

And  every  hope  was  bent  with  her  to  be. 

Scant  is  her  favor,  but  I  serve  her  still ; 

The  measure  of  my  toil  is  incomplete ; 
She  drapes  these  bare  walls  at  her  fickle  will, 

To  fill  me  with  her  presence  over-sweet. 
Ah !  mighty  mother,  I  have  drunk  thy  milk  j 

I  cannot  turn  me  from  thy  service  now. 
A  priest  forever,  robed  in  rag  or  silk, 

According  to  Melchisedec,  my  vow 
Calls  me  to  worship  on  the  l)ended  knee. 

And  such  Gregorian  chanted  melodies 
Should  rise  upon  a  western  slope  to  thee. 

As  once,  more  virile,  by  the  Grecian  seas. 
Saner  and  worthier  than  these  weaker  words. 

And  fuller  of  the  pictured  thought  of  gods 
"Who  dwelt  'mid  trees,  and  watched  the  moving  herds, 

And  saw  those  nymphs  divine  on  Delian  sods, 
Who  loved,  ah  me  !  who  loved  in  greater  wise, 

With  stronger  bodies,  in  a  fairer  clime. 
Beneath  the  beauty  of  Idalian  skies 

And  in  the  green  beginning  of  a  time. 

Futile  belike  my  toil,  my  theme,  my  song, 

Wasted  my  eflPort.  incomplete  my  tori, 
And  in  the  turf  cast  with  a  larger  throng, 

My  works  and  I  shall  be  Time's  common  spoil. 
But  on  these  western  ways  my  days  endure,  > 

And  from  yon  castle  ruined  by  the  sea 
The  spirit  warders  of  a  life  secure 

Call  o'er  the  white  waves,  calling  faithfully : 

*  Ovid.  t  Holy  Bible. 


846  ^   GLANCE  AT  THE  TARIFF. 

"  Cease  not,  O  kinsman,  till  the  toil  be  done ; 

Saint  Kieran  gave  us  rule  for  evermore ; 
Our  names  are  now  unknown  beneath  the  sun ; 

A  barren  sceptre  in  our  hands  we  bore ; 
But  you,  vou  have  not  asked  for  land,  or  power, 

Or  gold,  or  much  of  love  or  anything, 
And  thus  you  gain  the  guerdon  from  this  hour 

That  you,  not  we,  henceforward  shall  be  king." 

Daniel  L.  Dawson, 


A  GLANCE  AT  THE  TARIFF. 

THE  McKinley  Tariff  Law  of  1890  has  been  in  operation  for  a 
few  weeks,  and  its  details  are  becoming  familiar  to  the  business 
public.  The  remainder  of  the  community,  however,  do  not  know  it 
so  well,  although  possibly  the  word  "  tariff"  and  its  discussion  have  by 
long  iteration  become  to  them  a  trifle  tiresome.  As  the  law  affects  all 
in  greater  or  less  degree,  the  task  may  be  undertaken,  though  at  the 
risk  of  prolixity,  of  considering  some  of  its  phases  and  principles.  The 
new  tariff  has  in  important  ways  changed  the  business  relations  of  the 
people  of  the  United  States  both  among  themselves  and  with  their 
neighbors.  The  new  tariff  bill  was  in  process  of  formation  for  nearly 
three  years.  At  President  Cleveland's  suggestion,  the  last  Congress  in 
1888  considered  the  "  Mills  bill,"  which  failed  to  pass,  but  which  was 
radically  amended  in  the  Senate.  This  "  Senate  Tariff  bill"  of  1888 
was  to  a  great  extent  the  basis  of  the  "  McKinley  bill"  of  1890  in  its 
final  form  of  pasi^age.  During  this  long  period  of  incubation  the 
tariff  has  been  discussed  threadbare,  but  few  matters  of  American 
origin  since  the  civil  war  have  created  greater  sensation  all  around 
the  world.  Whether  for  good  or  for  evil,  however,  this  law — based  on 
protectionist  principles — is  the  system  of  political  economy  adopted  for 
the  United  States,  which  will  continue  several  years  to  come,  in  all 
probability.  Its  theory  of  enactment  is  that  the  American  Congress 
should  legislate  for  the  benefit  of  its  own  people  rather  than  for  those 
of  other  nations,  its  protectionist  principles  being  in  unison  with  those 
adopted  by  the  two  strongest  powers  of  Europe,  Germany  and  France, 
but  in  opposition  to  the  system  of  political  economy  prevailing  in 
Great  Britain. 

In  considering  all  tariffs  it  is  difficult  to  divorce  the  self-interest 
of  the  critic  from  the.character  of  his  criticism.  The  sporting  young 
man,  for  instance,  who  wants  a  fine  English  breech-loaditig  shot-gun, 
finds  its  cost  now  six  dollars  higher  than  under  the  old  tariflr,  that  being 
the  amount  of  additional  duty,  and  he  prolwibly  denounces  the  new  law 
accordingly.  But  how  beneficent  must  the  new  tariff  appear  to  those 
engaged  in  making  fine  American  shot-guns,  when  it  allows  six  dollars 
more  for  every  gun  in  competition,  which  can  be  divided  between  the 
manufacturer  and  the  workpeople  I  This  principle  was  the  key-note 
in  framing  the  new  tariff, — its  revision  of  the  import  duties  being 


A   OLANCE  AT  THE  TARIFF.  847 

made  by  the  friends  and  not  by  the  foes  of  the  protective  system.  The 
method  of  fortifying  domestic  manufactures  by  arranging  the  new 
duties  according  to  the  ideas  of  tliose  interested  in  the  manufactures 
pervades  the  entire  law.  There  was  little  difficulty  in  fixing  the  rates 
of  duty,  excepting  where  conflicts  arose  among  the  protected  interests 
themselves,  chiefly  upon  the  vexed  question,  "  VV^hat  is  a  raw  material?" 
Articles  which  are  the  product  of  one  interest  often  become  the  raw 
material  of  another.  Thus,  iron-ore  is  an  important  prwluct  mine<l  by 
influential  interests  in  the  United  States  that  comes  into  close  competi- 
tion with  the  foreign  Cuban  and  Spanish  ores.  But  iron-ores  and  their 
immediate  product,  pig-iron,  are  the  raw  matc^rials  of  the  myriad 
manufactures  of  iron  and  steel.  Similarly,  wools  are  a  product  of  a 
numerous  agricultural  population,  and  at  the  same  time  the  basis  of 
carpet  and  woollen  manufactures  employing  enormous  capital.  I  do 
not  propose  discussing  in  this  place  the  interesting  questions  of  "  free 
iron-ore"  or  "  free  wool,"  further  than  to  use  them  as  types  of  the  main 
difficulty  in  framing  a  protective  tariff.  The  adjustment  of  the  claims 
of  these  and  kindred  interests  demanding  protection  for  quasi  raw 
materials  could  not  be  made  satisfactorily  to  them  without  increasing 
the  cost  and  consequently  the  necessary  protection  of  their  manufactured 
products. 

All  tariflF  literature,  to  those  not  directly  interested,  is  necessarily 
dry  and  at  times  rather  hard  reading.  But  possibly  the  wide-spread 
interest  in  the  subject  may  somewhat  relieve  its  te<iiousness.  When 
the  iron-ore  discussion  was  going  on,  I  asked  the  president  of  a  leading 
trunk-line  railway  that  is  a  large  transporter  of  home  and  foreign 
ores,  which  would  be  best  for  his  traffic, — free  ore  or  dutiable  ore.  He 
replied  that  it  was  immaterial, — that  the  mills  would  take  just  as  much 
ore  either  way,  and  it  would  simply  mean  a  longer  haul  for  the  chea})er 
ore.  If  there  was  no  duty,  the  foreign  ores  would  go  further  from  the 
seaboard  into  the  interior,  until  the  freight-rates  overcame  the  difference 
in  cost.  The  manager  of  a  seaboard  Bessemer  steel  mill  wanted  free 
ore,  and  said  that  if  he  had  it  he  could  send  American  rails  to  England 
and  sell  them  at  a  profit.  Mr.  Carnegie,  the  great  Pittsburg  manu- 
facturer, was  indifferent,  for  his  rail-mills  were  in  the  interior.  Thus 
the  questions  of  location,  freighting,  and  other  matters  all  came  in  to 
influence  the  adjustment  of  duties,  so  that  after  mature  ccmsideration 
the  tariff  as  finally  passed  increased  various  duties  and  reduced  others, 
but  the  greater  part  were  continued  the  same  as  they  had  been  under 
the  previous  law.  In  some  cases  completely  new  classifications  are 
made,  the  old  methods  having  become  inappropriate  through  changed 
relations  of  manufacture  or  the  shrewd  evasive  tactics  of  importers. 
The  question  of  protection,  however,  mainly  governed  the  whole 
adjustment.  Where  more  protection  was  demanded,  the  duties  were 
raised,  as  in  the  above-quoted  case  of  the  guns.  Under  the  old  law  all 
breech-loading  shot-guns  and  revolving  pistols  paid  a  duty  of  thirty- 
five  per  cent,  upon  their  value  when  imported  ;  but  the  nnw  law,  in 
addition  to  the  thirty-five  per  cent,  levies  from  one  to  six  dollars  u})on 
each  breech-loading  gun,  and  from  forty  cents  to  one  dollar  u|)on  each 
pistol,  according  to  its  value.     If  the  gun  is  valued  at  over  twelve 


848 


A   GLANCE  AT  THE   TARIFF. 


dollars  it  pays  six  dollars  and  also  thirty-five  per  cent,  duty,  a  protec- 
tion nearly  doubling  its  cost,  yet  giving  American  makers  the  chance 
in  all  grades  to  maintain  their  reputation  as  the  manufacturers  of  the 
best  fire-arms  in  the  world,  which  requires  paying  higher  wages  than 
are  paid  abroad.  A  similar  course  is  pursued  with  pocket-knives :  to 
the  former  duty  of  fifty  per  cent,  is  now  added  a  special  rate  vary- 
ing from  twelve  cents  to  two  dollars  on  each  dozen  knives  imported. 
These  are  instances  of  advanced  duties ;  but,  on  the  other  hand,  where 
improved  methods  of  manufacture  have  cheapened  articles,  the  duties 
have  been  reduced.  A  conspicuous  instance  of  this  is  given  in  railway- 
rails  and  splice- bars,  which  had  steadily  declined  in  price  under  the 
improved  Bessemer  processes  for  several  years.  The  rails  now  pay 
one-tenth  to  two-tenths  of  a  cent  less  and  the  splice-bars  one-fourth  of 
a  cent  less  duty,  per  pound  than  under  the  old  tariff,  the  new  duties 
being  respectively  six-tenths  of  a  cent  on  the  rails  and  one  cent  on 
the  splice-bars  per  pound.  These  reductions  appear  to  be  but  small 
fractions,  but  in  articles  of  such  enormous  manufacture  and  use  the 
aggregate  saving  in  duties  becomes  a  large  amount. 

Much  is  always  said  in  tariff  discussion  about  the  "  welfare  of  the 
farmer."  One  party  always  predicts  his  ruin  by  certain  legislation, 
while  l)oth  sides  profess  their  anxiety  to  take  good  care  of  his  true  in- 
terests. The  two  tariff  contests  that  were  waged  the  longest,  and  in  fact 
were  not  settled  until  the  final  vote  was  taken  on  the  tariff, — about  sugar 
and  binding-twine, — arose  mainly  from  conflicting  views  of  the  attitude 
of  the  farming  interest.  The  new  tariff  has  not  neglected  the  farmer, 
but  has  protected  him  by  largely  increasing  the  duties  on  agricultural 
products,  much  to  the  dismay  of  our  Canadian  neighbors,  who  devoted 
their  best  energies  during  September  and  the  firet  week  of  October  to 
hurrying  barley  and  eggs,  peas  and  potatoes,  over  the  border,  and  filled 
the  Lake  ports  with  vessel-loads  of  cereals.  The  following  list  shows 
some  of  the  increased  agricultural  duties : 


Articles. 
Wheat,  per  bushel 
Indian  corn,  " 
Oats, 
Barley, 
Malt, 

Onions,  " 

Potatoes,        " 
Peas, 

Flaxseed,      " 
Beans,  " 

Apples,  " 

Plums  and  prunes,  per  lb. 
Hops, 

Butter,  " 

Cheese,  " 

Bacon  and  hams,        " 
Eggs,  per  dozen 
Cabbages,  each 
Broom  corn,  per  ton 
Hay,  per  ton  . 
Straw     .        .        . 


Nkw  Duty, 

Old  Dtjtt. 

.  25  cents. 

20  cents. 

.  15 

<( 

10  " 

.  15 

(( 

10  " 

.  30 

« 

10  " 

.  45 

(C 

20  " 

.  40 

(( 

10  per  cent. 

.  25 

« 

15  cents. 

.  40 

(( 

10  per  cent. 

.  80 

« 

20  cents. 

.  40 

(( 

10  per  cent. 

.  25 

« 

Free. 

.   2 

(« 

1  cent. 

.  15 

u 

8  cents. 

.   .   6 

u 

'4  " 

.   6 

« 

4  '• 

.   5 

u 

2  " 

.   5 

ti 

Free. 

.   3 

it 

10  per  cent. 

.   .  $8. 

10  "   " 

.   .  $4. 

%2. 

.  30  per  cent. 

Free. 

A   GLANCE  AT  THE  TARIFF.  849 

This  list  shows  a  general  advance  in  almost  the  whole  range  of 
farm-products.  Macaroni  and  vermicelli,  formerly  admitted  free,  are 
now  in  competition  with  American  breadstuffs  and  pay  two  cents  per 
pound  duty.  Almost  the  only  agricultural  industry  not  given  addi- 
tional protection  is  the  raising  of  peanuts,  and  our  brethren  of  Virginia 
and  the  Carolinas  must  be  content  with  the  old  duty  of  one  cent  per 
pound  to  keep  out  African  competition.  But  if  the  enterprising  Afri- 
can shells  his  peanuts  before  exporting  them,  they  must  pay  a  half-cent 
more  duty  now,  this  being  regarded  as  a  necessary  additional  protection 
for  the  almost  universal  American  pastime  of  shelling  peanuts.  A 
surprising  feature  of  this  agricultural  portion  of  the  tariff  is  that,  while 
cabbages  are  protected  so  higiily,  sauer-kraut  is  on  the  free  list,  along 
with  sausage-skins,  manna,  and  manuscripts.  The  teazle,  however,  is 
protected  to  the  amount  of  thirty  j)er  cent.,  having  formerly  been  free. 
Some  venerable  Senators  objected  to  this  duty,  possibly  not  knowing 
what  the  teazle  is,  but  when  they  learnt  that  it  was  grown  chiefly  in 
Holland  and  France,  and  might  also  be  grown  here,  they  yielded  to  the 
universality  of  the  protectionist  principle.  This  useful  little  plant,  whose 
ripened  flower  enables  the  fuller  to  raise  the  nap  on  cloth,  will  hereafter 
be  a  valued  American  product.  The  sugar  duties  wore  reduced  to  suit 
the  consumers,  who  are  largely  agricultural,  but  the  beet-sugar  interest 
gave  a  vigorous  kick  in  the  final  proceedings,  this  having  become  a 
valuable  product  of  the  Western  farm.  Probably  the  most  interesting 
contest,  however,  was  that  about  binding-twine.  This  cordage  is  used 
in  great  quantities  in  harvesting  by  the  improved  modern  machinery 
of  the  farm  ;  and  it  is  an  imjiortant  article  among  the  American  manu- 
factures of  cordage.  Formerly  manilla  twine  paid  two  and  a  half  cents 
I^r  pound.  In  the  various  stages  of  the  bill  different  rates  were  at- 
tached to  it,  constantly  decreasing  as  the  Western  farming  interest 
attacked  with  vigor,  and  at  one  time  it  was  made  free  by  the  Senate. 
There  was  much  controversy  about  it,  and  the  final  conference  upon  the 
bill  was  delayed  by  the  dispute.  Ultimately  the  duty  was  fixed  at 
seven-tenths  of  one  cent  per  pound,  somewhat  more  than  one-fourth  the 
previous  rate.  In  fact,  the  duties  on  all  cordage  made  of  manilla  and 
sisal  grass  are  reduced  from  two  and  a  half  cents  to  one  and  a  half 
cents  per  pound,  and,  in  compensation  to  the  American  manufacturer, 
the  manilla  and  sisal  grass,  which  paid  twenty-five  dollars  per  ton  for 
the  former  and  fifteen  dollars  for  the  latter,  now  come  in  free  of  duty. 

The  schedule  of  metal  duties  is  among  the  most  important  of  the 
new  tariff.  Here  at  the  outset  the  adjujiters  were  confronted  by  the 
necessity  of  protecting  the  raw  materials.  Besides  maintaining  the  old 
duty  of  seventy-five  cents  per  ton  upon  iron-ores,  they  also  continued 
the  same  rate  of  seventy-five  cents  upon  bituminous  coal,  and  the  former 
duty  of  three-tenths  of  one  cent  per  pound  upon  pig-iron.  But,  recog- 
nizing the  fact  that  pig-iron  manufacture  and  indeed  all  iron  and  steel 
processes  have  been  cheapened,  they  made  a  general  scaling  down  of 
duties  upon  iron  and  steel  products,  amounting  to  one-tenth  of  one  cent 
per  pound  and  sometimes  more,  while  new  classifications  are  arranged 
in  several  cases.  As  heretofore  mentioned,  the  ores  were  recognized 
as  an  American  product  needing  protection.  They  come  from  several 
Vol.  XLVI.— 65 


850  ^   GLANCE  AT  THE  TARIFF. 

States,  but  the  greatest  American  output  is  by  the  Gogebic  range  in  the 
Lake  Superior  region,  now  the  largest  producer  of  iron-ores  in  the 
world,  the  whole  district  being  expected  to  send  out  nine  millions  of  tons 
this  year.  To  reach  the  markets  requires  a  long  line  of  transportation 
by  lake  and  rail,  and  in  close  competition  at  the  seaboard  come  the  for- 
eign ores.  Owing  to  the  vast  iron-manufacture  at  present  in  the  United 
States,  both  the  home  and  foreign  ore-producers  are  favored  with  a  good 
business,  and  in  October  immediately  following  the  new  tariff  coming 
into  force  the  freights  on  Mediterranean  ores,  owing  to  the  demand 
for  chartering  vessels,  advanced  to  twelve  shillings  per  ton.  The  re- 
duced duties  on  iron  manufactures,  generally  one-tenth  of  one  cent  per 
pound,  apply  to  round  iron,  sheet  iron,  hoops,  pipes,  and  various  other 
forms,  on  which  the  new  duties  vary  from  nine-tenths  of  one  cent  to 
one  and  four-tenths  cents  })er  pound.  In  some  cases  the  reduction  is 
greater,  as  in  beams,  girders,  and  structural  shapes,  lowered  from  one 
and  one-fourth  cents  to  nine-tenths  of  a  cent,  and  forgings,  reduced 
from  two  and  one-half  cents  to  two  and  three-tenths  cents,  while  such 
articles  of  general  use  as  boiler-tubes  are  reduced  from  three  cents  to 
two  and  one-half  cents,  axles  from  two. and  one-half  to  two  cents,  and 
anchors  from  two  cents  to  one  and  eight-tenths  cents  per  pound,  with 
the  larger-sized  chains  that  paid  from  one  and  three-fourths  to  two 
cents  now  paying  from  one  and  six-tenths  to  one  and  eight-tenths  cents, 
and  small  chains  (less  than  three-eighths  inch  diameter)  continued  at 
the  old  duty  of  two  and  one-half  cents.  These  reductions  will  tend  to 
reduce  some  prices  by  curtailing  profits,  without  increasing  importations. 
New  classifications  are  made  of  certain  manufactures  wherein  labor  is 
the  chief  expense,  and  these  pay  more  duties  than  formerly.  For  in- 
stance, boiler  and  plate  iron  paid  a  uniform  duty  of  one  and  one-fourth 
cents  per  pound  for  all  kinds,  but  the  new  tariff  grades  it  according  to 
value  with  duties  from  one-half  cent  to  three  and  one-half  cents,  the 
still  higher  grades  I)aying  forty-five  per  cent.  Steel  ingots,  plates, 
castings,  etc.,  show  a  new  method  of  classification,  cheapening  the 
duty  on  the  cheaper  steel  and  increasing  it  where  labor  makes  the 
values  higher.  These  steel  duties  ranged  formerly  from  two  cents  to 
three  and  one-fourth  cents  per  pound;  but  the  new  tariff  expands  the 
range  from  four-tenths  of  one  cent  to  seven  cents  per  pound.  In  wood 
screws  six  cents  was  formerly  the  lowest  duty,  but  now  it  is  five  cents, 
and  from  that  figure  they  are  classified  up  to  fourteen  cents. 

These  iron  and  steel  duties  are  types  of  the  general  method  pur- 
sued in  framing  the  new  tariff.  Very  similar  systems  are  pursued  in 
the  cotton  and  woollen  schedules,  which  are  of  too  great  extent  and 
complexity,  however,  for  analysis  here.  These  schedules  do  not 
entirely  suit  some  of  the  manufacturers,  and  the  woollen  adjustment 
particularly  was  a  task  of  great  perplexity.  Throughout,  however, 
the  duty  of  supporting  home  industries  was  never  lost  sight  of,  and 
one  of  the  important  objects  of  the  tariff  has  also  been  the  establish- 
ment of  new  industries.  This  has  simply  been  pursuing  the  policy 
which  for  a  century  past  (ever  since  Samuel  Slater  came  over  from 
Devonshire,  England,  and  started  cotton-spinning  on  the  Blackstone 
River,  at  Pawtuckct,  Rhode  Island,  in  1790)  has  successfully  begun 


A    GLANCE  AT  THE   TARIFF.  851 

one  great  manufacture  after  another  in  the  United  States.  To  en- 
courage copper  smelting  and  manufacture,  the  duty  on  copper  ores  is 
reduced  from  two  and  one-half  cents  to  one-half  cent  per  pound  of 
fine  copper  contained ;  while  copper  in  pigs,  ingots,  bars,  and  plates 
comes  down  from  four  cents  to  one  and  one-fourth  cents  per  pound. 
The  special  encourngement  given  in  this  tariff,  however,  is  by  the  duty 
on  tin-plates.  No  tin-plates  to  speak  of  have  heretofore  been  made 
within  the  country,  and  the  tin  importation  has  substantially  been  free 
of  duty.  One  cent  per  pound  has  heretofore  been  levied,  but  this  was 
to  cover  the  sheet-iron  plate  which  is  coated  with  tin.  To  encour- 
age this  new  industry  within  the  country,  the  tin-plate  duty,  which 
will  continue  at  one  cent  until  the  first  day  of  next  July,  will  there- 
after be  advanced  to  two  and  two-tenths  cents,  the  additional  one  and 
two-tenths  cents  being  the  protection  for  the  tin  in  the  new  industry. 
No  item  of  the  new  tariff  caused  greater  dispute  than  this,  it  being 
regarded  as  an  extreme  view  of  protection  to  impose  a  tax  for  the 
creation  of  an  industry.  Several  tin-mills  are  in  contemplation, 
mainly  at  Pittsburg,  and  the  native  tin-ores  will  be  drawn  from  the 
Black  Hills,  which  are  said  to  contain  probably  the  richest  tin  deposits 
in  the  world.  Tin-ores  and  block  or  pig  tin  are  to  be  im[)orted  free 
until  July  1,  1893,  after  which  the  duty  will  be  four  cents  per  pound 
of  tin.  The  nickel  duty,  also  in  encouragement  of  home  industry,  is 
reduced  from  fifteen  to  ten  cents  per  pound,  and  the  duty  on  sheet  lead 
and  pipes  from  three  to  two  and  one-half  cents. 

Probably  the  most  important  general  feature  of  the  new  tariff  is 
the  incorporation  of  provisions  to  secure  reciprocal  trade.  The  Presi- 
dent is  authorized  to  use  five  staple  articles  of  import  to  secure  this  by 
reducing  or  removing  their  duties,  and  if  the  effort  fails  then  their 
duties  are  to  be  increased.  These  articles  are  sugar,  molasses,  coffee, 
tea,  and  hides.  The  new  sugar  and  molasses  duties  are  low,  and  the 
other  articles  are  now  admitted  free ;  but  allowing  the  whole  of  next 
year  to  arrange  reciprocity,  if  after  that  time  it  fails,  then  each,  at  the 
President's  discretion,  shall  pay  duty  when  imported  from  the  country 
discriminating  against  us, — sugar  seven-tenths  to  two  cents  per  pound, 
molasses  four  cents  per  gallon,  coffee  three  cents  per  |)ound,  tea  ten 
cents,  and  hides  one  and  one-half  cents.  The  timber  duties  have  been 
reduced  generally  one-half,  with  a  provision  that  if  any  foreign 
country  imposes  an  exjwrt  duty,  then  the  old  rates  shall  be  levied. 
This  provision  was  intended  for  Canadian  digestion,  and  quickly  had 
the  desired  effect.  The  Canadian  ministers  have  had  much  to  say  in 
criticism  of  the  tariff,  but  it  had  not  been  enforced  one  week  before 
an  "Order  in  Council"  removeil  the  timber-export  duty.  Pine  boards 
were  thus  reducetl  from  two  dollars  to  one  dollar  per  thousand  feet, 
and  pine  shingles  from  thirty-five  cents  to  twenty  cents,  with  other 
timber  in  proportion.  An  enormous  trade  in  timl)er  across  the  Lakes 
and  over  the  Northern  border  at  once  began,  improving  reciprocal 
trade  relations. 

This  article  might  be  extended  at  length,  but  a  few  more  instances 
will  suffice  to  show  in  various  directions  the  scope  of  the  new  tariff.  All 
gloves  formerly  paid  a  duty  of  fifty  per  cent.     Now  ladies'  kid  gloves 


852  A    GLANCE  AT  THE   TARIFF. 

are  paying  three  dollars  and  twenty-fiv^e  cents  per  dozen,  men's  gloves 
one  dollar  more,  and  "all  gloves  represented  to  be  of  a  kind  or  grade 
below  their  actual  kind  or  grade  shall  pay  an  additional  duty  of  jBve 
dollars  per  dozen  pairs."  The  frauds  in  glove  importation  under  the 
old  tariff  were  said  to  be  excessive.  Ornamental  fire-brick  and  tiles 
are  advanced  from  twenty  and  thirty-five  per  cent,  duty  to  forty-five 
per  cent.,  to  protect  an  artistic  manufacture  that  is  becoming  of  great 
importance.  While  cotton-seed  oil  is  reduced  from  twenty-five  to  ten 
cents  per  gallon,  linseed  oil  goes  up  from  twenty-five  to  thirty-two 
cents.  "  Villanous  saltpetre"  comes  down  from  one  and  one-half  cents 
to  one  cent  per  pound  when  refined,  but  the  crude  article  is  free  now, 
having  previously  paid  one  cent  per  pound.  Chloroform  is  reduced 
from  fifty  to  twenty-five  cents  per  pound,  and  sulphuric  ethers  from 
fifty  to  forty  cents;  but  sulphuric  acid,  formerly  free,  now  pays  one- 
fourth  cent  per  pound,  though  blue  vitriol  comes  down  from  three  to 
two  cents,  and  sulphur  from  ten  dollars  to  eight  dollars  per  ton.  The 
new  tariff  has  an  eye  to  protecting  the  glass-trade,  putting  fifteen  to 
twenty  per  cent,  more  duty  on  glass-ware,  while  spectacles  and  eye- 
glasses pay  sixty  per  cent.,  having  been  formerly  forty-five.  Pins  pay 
thirty  per  cent.,  and  gold  leaf  pays  two  dollars  a  pack,  being  fifty  cents 
increase.  Most  kinds  of  fish,  except  salt  herrings,  are  advanced  from 
one-half  cent  to  three-fourths  cent  a  pound.  Fresh  fish  formeily  were 
free,  but  now  they  only  come  in  free  when  caught  in  American  fisheries 
or  by  American  vessels.  The  tobacco  duties  are  largely  increased,  leaf 
tobacco,  seventy-five  cents  to  one  dollar  per  pound  under  the  old  tariff, 
now  paying  two  dollars  to  two  dollars  and  seventy-five  cents,  and  cigars 
being  increased  from  two  dollars  and  fifty  cents  and  twenty-five  per 
cent,  per  pound  to  four  dollars  and  fifty  cents  and  twenty-five  per  cent. 
There  is  an  increase  on  wines  and  brandies,  and  the  new  tariff  is 
determined  to  raise  a  revenue  from  Cayenne  pepper,  which  pays  two 
and  one-half  cents  per  pound  duty. 

We  have  all  heard  the  anguish  of  portions  of  the  people  of  Austria 
because  pearl  buttons  have  had  added  to  the  old  rate  of  twenty-five  per 
cent,  a  duty  of  two  and  one-half  cents  per  line  button  measure  of  one- 
fortieth  of  one  inch  per  gross,  a  large  increase.  The  complaints  made 
in  Europe  are  also  bitter  because  jewelry  is  advanced  from  twenty-five 
to  fifty  per  cent.,  and,  while  furs  remain  unchanged  at  twenty  per  cent., 
fur  hats  are  advanced  from  thirty  to  fifty-five  per  cent.  The  reduc- 
tion of  the  duty  on  paintings  and  statuary  from  thirty  to  fifteen  per 
cent,  ought,  however,  to  be  a  partial  compensation,  and  the  Continent 
of  Eurojxj  will  be  delighted  to  know  that  all  books  printed  in  other 
languages  than  English  can  now  come  in  free.  Jute  and  jute  butts 
are  also  free,  and  so  are  nitrate  and  chlorate  of  soda,  raw  silk,  crude 
camphor,  acorns  and  beeswax,  currants  and  dates,  Chinese  matting  and 
joss-sticks,  ipecac,  quinine,  potash,  and  marshmallows,  the  free  list 
covering  several  hundred  articles.  This  tariff  is  a  law  of  great  scope, 
said  to  be  the  longest  bill  ever  passed  by  Congress,  and  making 
with  its  twin  law,  the  "Customs  Administration  Act,"  in  the  official 

Eublication  a  pamphlet  of  one  hundred  and  thirty-two  pages.     The 
itter  law  is  a  comprehensive  measure  for  the  prevention  of  frauds  and 


AFTER  READING   CHAUCER.  853 

nndervaluations,  and  the  two  acts  work  togetlier  for  the  protection  and 
collection  of  the  revenues.  This  is  probably  the  most  completely  pro- 
tective code  ever  enactetl ;  and  the  stir  it  has  created  will  keep  the 
eyes  of  the  world  upon  the  United  States  during  coming  years,  to  see 
whether  the  system  will  succeed,  or,  as  many  of  our  Ibreign  relations 
might  probably  prefer,  whether  the  new  tariff  may  not  create  financial 
difficulties  or  administrative  and  diplomatic  troubles  necessitating  an 
early  repeal. 

Joel  Cook. 


/,  POLYCRATES, 

HE,  Polycrates,  tyrant  of  his  land, 
Upon  whose  lips  fell  fickle  Fortune's  kiss, 
Bestowing,  all  unasked,  unhoped-for  bliss, — 
Love,  honor,  wealth,  more  than  his  dreams  had  planned, — 
He,  fearful  lest  the  free,  unstinting  hand 

Should  change  its  grace  to  greed  and  him  dismiss, 
Flung,  as  a  hostage,  to  the  sea's  abyss 
A  gem  no  monarch's  ransom  might  command. 

I,  Polycrates  of  this  modern  time, 
Poorer  than  poverty  in  but  this  thing, 

That  love  is  mine  beyond  my  soul's  desire, 
Here  fling  my  heart — sole  treasure  of  my  rhyme — 
Into  Love's  sea,  that  I,  unmeriting, 
Unto  his  endless  blessing  may  aspire. 

S.  D.  &,  Jr. 


AFTER  READING   CHAUCER 

OPOETI  thou  wert  like  a  flower 
That  grows  in  beauty  hour  by  hour 
Within  the  wood, 
Unfolding  in  that  lonely  place, 
Uplifting  hopefully  its  face, 
And  cheering  with  its  tender  grace 
The  solitude. 

O  |K)et !  thou  wert  like  a  bird 
Whose  voice  at  early  dawn  is  heard, 

As,  mounting  higher, 
The  morning  air  around  him  rings ; 
Between  the  heaven  and  earth  he  sings, 
A  golden  glory  on  his  wings, 

Celestial  fire ! 

Minna  Irving. 


854  THE  BERMUDA   ISLANDS. 


THE  BERMUDA  ISLANDS. 

IF  more  of  the  inhabitants  of  our  Eastern  States  who  are  able  to 
take  vacations  in  winter  knew  that  an  earthly  paradise  lies  off 
our  eastern  coast,  only  about  seven  hundred  miles,  or  three  days'  sail, 
from  New  York,  undoubtedly  many  of  this  happily-situated  class  would 
buy  exciM^ion-tickets  to  this  paradise,  and  in  its  even  and  balmy  climate 
gloat  over  the  unhappy  majority  they  had  left  behind  to  bear  the  brunt 
of  our  capricious  winter.  But  somehow  the  good  things  of  life,  even 
when  they  are  near  by,  manage  to  escape  very  general  observation,  and 
so  the  beautiful  little  islands  for  the  centuries  since  they  were  discovered 
have  been  enjoyed  until  very  recently  only  by  a  chosen  few.  Some  of 
the  old  poets  sang  of  them,  it  is  true, — Shakespeare,  Marvell,  Waller, 
— though  they  probably  saw  them  only  with  the  spirit's  eye;  but  even 
their  melodious  strains  sent  out  no  Jason-led  expeditions.  Later  that 
wandering  minstrel  Tom  Moore  actually  set  his  own  poetical  feet  among 
these  rarely-visited  islands,  and,  pitching  his  teut  upon  one  of  them, 
chanted  out  his  ecstasy  : 

No,  ne'er  did  the  wave  in  its  element  steep 

An  island  of  lovelier  charms ; 
It  blooms  in  the  giant  embrace  of  the  deep 

Like  Hebe  in  Hercules'  arms. 
The  blush  of  your  bowers  is  light  to  the  eye, 

And  their  melody  balm  to  the  ear; 
But  the  fiery  planet  of  day  is  too  nigh, 

And  the  snow-spirit  never  comes  here. 

To  us  who  grow  weary  of  the  snow-spirit  and  who  are  glad  to  escape 
it,  it  is  only  an  added  charm  that  this  chilly  sprite  does  not  haunt  Ber- 
muda, and  the  "fiery  planet  of  day"  is  not  a  bit  too  nigh  in  the  winter- 
time, when  the  thermometer  takes  a  stand  at  about  70°  and  deviates 
but  little  from  this  enviable  indication  of  temperature.  It  is  the  ab- 
sence of  the  snow-spirit,  joined  with  the  charm  of  the  climate  and  the 
beauty  of  the  land,  that  is  bound  to  make  Bermuda,  as  it  becomes 
better  known,  one  of  the  most  popular  of  winter  resorts. 

The  trip  is  a  very  short  one.  You  leave  New  York  with  an  ulster 
buttoned  closely  about  you  on  a  Thursday  afternoon,  and  reach  Bermuda 
on  Sunday  morning  and  are  glad  to  shetl  your  fur.  The  first  view  of 
land  from  a  distance  is  not  reassuring  to  the  sea-weary  passenger,  for 
he  strains  his  eyes  to  gaze  upon  some  little  dots  away  out  upon  the  ocean 
which  look  as  if  they  must  forever  rock  with  the  motion  of  the  sea. 
But  as  the  vessel  draws  nearer  he  begins  to  see  that  it  is  land  sure 
enough,  though  not  a  very  considerable  amount  of  it ;  for  the  entire 
area  of  these  tiny  islands  does  not  amount  to  twenty  square  miles,  and 
tliere  are  between  three  and  four  hundred  of  them  in  the  group;  not 
more  than  twenty  being  large  enough  to  be  inhabitable.  The  four 
largest  islands  are  united  by  ferry,  causeways,  and  bridges,  the  strip  of 
connected  mainland  being  thus  about  twenty-five  miles  long,  though 
nowhere  more  than  three  miles  in  breadth,  and  in  most  places  not  one. 


THE  BERMUDA   ISLANDS.  855 

Tfiis  narrow  strip  extends  in  a  curved  line  resembling  a  shepherd's  crook. 
Encircling  the  islands  is  a  chain  of  reefs  with  but  a  small  number  of 
navigable  openings,  which  renders  the  enclosed  land  an  almost  impreg- 
nable natural  fortress.  A  darky  pilot  comes  on  board  and  guides  the 
vessel  safely  through  the  dangerous  channels,  and  one  begins  to  see  that 
besides  natural  defences  there  are  heavily-armed  forts  aud  batteries  at 
every  exposed  point,  and  commanding  the  entrances  through  the  reefs, 
and  all  the  principal  channels,  for,  next  to  Gibraltar,  Bermuda  is  the 
strongest  fortified  place  in  the  world.  It  seems  like  entering  into  fairy- 
land as  the  steamer  threads  its  way  among  numbers  of  little  islands 
which  make  new  pictures  at  every  turn,  while  the  transparency  of  the 
water  is  a  revelation  in  itself.  A  sudden  turn  brings  the  steamer  into 
the  beautiful  land-locked  harbor  of  Hamilton,  which  is  the  capital  and 
principal  town  of  Bermuda. 

Hamilton  is  the  great  metropolis,  and  all  roads  lead  to  it.  It  con- 
tains the  leading  hotels  and  boarding-houses,  and  has  a  population  of 
something  over  two  thousand  souls,  which  of  course  is  increased  during 
the  winter  season.  The  houses  and  public  buildings  are  all  built  of 
the  white  coral  stone,  and  it  is  the  whitest-looking  town  that  can  be 
imagined.  The  houses  are  white  even  to  their  roofs  and  chimneys,  and 
the  streets  are  of  the  same  dazzling  whiteness,  for  the  roads  are  formed 
by  cutting  down  to  the  white  coral  bed,  and  then  the  surface  is  smoothed, 
and  indeed  has  an  almost  polished  look.  Mark  Twain,  who  was  in 
Bermuda  some  years  ago,  and  who  embodied  his  observations  in  a  little 
book  entitled  "  Rambling  Notes  of  an  Idle  Excursion,"  tells  a  story  of 
an  old  sea-captain  who  t^ame  over  with  him  and  found  a  difficulty  when 
he  first  got  on  a  white  Bermuda  road.  He  kept  wandering  unrestfuUy 
from  side  to  side,  until  finally  he  exclaimed,  "  Well,  I  chew,  you  know, 
and  the  road's  so  plaguy  clean."  All  the  natives  in  Bermuda,  white 
and  black,  appear  to  have  read  and  enjoyed  Mark  Twain's  skit,  and 
references  to  it  are  universal.  Not  far  from  the  steamboat-landing  is  a 
huge  india-rubber  tree.  If  you  stop  to  look  at  it, — as  you  naturally 
will,  for  it  is  a  magnificent  specimen, — and  a  native  happens  along  to 
point  out  its  beauties,  he  will  make  a  grinning  allusion  to  Mark  Twain ; 
he  will  not  explain,  because  he  thinks  that,  being  a  countryman  of 
Mark  Twain's,  you  know  his  "Idle  Excursion"  by  heart.  It  seems 
that  our  humorist  was  greatly  disappointed  in  not  finding  any  gum 
shoes  or  suspenders  growing  upon  the  tree,  and  came  to  the  conclusion 
that  it  was  out  of  season. 

You  can  get  a  great  variety  of  scenery  in  a  few  hours'  drive  about 
the  connected  islands.  Now  you  drive  by  a  bold  and  rocky  coast, 
looking  out  upon  a  wonderful  sea  of  many  colors;  then  you  are 
plunged  into  the  thick  shade  of  cedars,  while  oleander  bushes,  covered 
with  large,  exquisite  flowers,  line  the  dazzling  white  road.  These 
oleanders  attain  an  enormous  size,  often  towering  above  the  stuntetl 
pines,  and  grow  in  great  profusion  all  over  the  islands,  bearing  several 
varieties  of  flowers.  You  catch  glimpses  now  and  then  of  fields  of 
white  stately  lilies,  and  then  skirt  along  by  thick  clumps  of  banana- 
trees,  or  by  tall  and  erect  bamboos,  and  jungles  of  mangroves,  and 
here  and  there  orange-,  lemon-,  lime-,  pomegranate-,  calabash-,  and 


356  3r//j;  Bermuda  islands. 

pawpaw-trees,  and  varieties  of  the  palm.  The  gleaming  white  houses 
which  peep  at  you  from  behind  trees  and  flowers  make  a  pretty  con- 
trast to  the  luxuriant  foliage  about  them.  You  see  no  grand  and 
stately  mansions,  but  all  the  houses,  even  the  humblest,  present  a  neat 
and  attractive  appearance.  Abject  j)overty  if  it  exists  in  Bermuda  is 
hidden  from  sight;  indeed,  it  is  said  that  there  is  no  such  thing  as  pau- 
perism strictly  so  called ;  certainly  one  sees  no  beggars,  nor  any  signs  of 
absolute  want.  The  natives  cannot  well  help  having  attractive-looking 
houses,  however,  for  the  stone  is  beautiful,  and  can  be  dug  riglit  out  of 
the  cellar.  The  coral  stone  is  easily  quarried  by  means  of  a  long  chisel 
usal  like  a  crow-bar  in  drilling,  and  can  be  sawed  to  the  required  dimen- 
sions with  an  ordinary  hand-saw ;  it  is  very  soft  at  first,  but  hardens 
gradually  upon  exposure  to  the  air.  The  roofs  are  made  of  thin  coral 
slabs,  and  the  entire  house  receives  a  coating  of  whitewash,  which  ren- 
ders it  more  impervious  to  dampness.  Over  the  porches  of  many  of 
these  houses  there  grows  a  thick  vine  called  the  bougainvillea,  which 
bears  in  generous  profusion  great  masses  of  brilliant  purple  flowers, 
that  stand  out  in  beautiful  relief  from  the  gleaming  white  background. 
Flowers  are  everywhere, — oleanders,  geraniums,  lilies,  lantanas,  pinks, 
jessamine,  roses, and  many  other  species;  besides  numbers  of  flowering 
shrubs.  There  are  no  manufactories,  no  screaming  locomotives,  nothing 
to  disturb  the  quiet,  or  to  raise  smoke  and  dust  to  rob  the  bloom  from 
the  flowers  or  to  dull  the  j)ure  white  of  the  houses.  Nowhere  else  is 
such  wonderful  neatness  to  be  seen. 

One  wonders,  in  going  about  a  place  naturally  so  suggestive  of  peace 
and  quiet,  to  see  the  great  numbers  of  forts  and  batteries,  and  to  come 
across  here  and  there  squads  of  red-coated  soldiers,  or  marines.  But, 
as  these  islands  hold  vast  quantities  of  English  arms  and  ammunition, 
they  have  need  to  be  well  guarded;  and  here,  too,  is  the  rendezvous  for 
the  British  fleet  in  all  these  waters. 

It  was  not  until  after  the  Revolutionary  War  that  England  awoke 
to  the  great  strategic  importance  of  these  islands,  for  their  importtmcQ 
as  a  British  possession  is  irresj>ective  of  their  dimensions  or  commercial 
relations.  Situated  as  they  are  within  two  or  three  days'  sail  of  any 
of  the  ports  on  our  Atlantic  coast,  and  about  midway  between  the 
British  possessions  in  the  West  Indies  and  North  America,  they  form 
a  most  imjwrtant  base  for  naval  operations,  and  should  we  have  another 
war  with  England  we  would  undoubtedly  find  Bermuda  a  most  un- 
comfortable little  neighbor.  During  the  war  of  the  Revolution  the 
Ikrrau<lians  sympathized  with  the  Americans,  and  secretly  allowed  an 
American  vessel  to  l>ear  off'  a  hundred  barrels  of  powder  from  a  maga- 
zine in  a  remote  part  of  the  main  island.  Washington  himself  had 
sent  an  address  to  the  Bermudians  asking  them  for  amnninition  to  help 
the  cause  of  the  Americans.  At  the  time  his  troops  were  almast  desti- 
tute of  ammunition,  and  the  powder  procured  from  the  Bermudians  led 
to  the  first  great  victory  gained  by  Washington  in  the  Revolutionary 
War,  the  evacuation  of  Boston  by  the  British  army. 

Undoubtedly  the  loss  of  the  thirteen  American  colonies  enhanced 
the  value  of  the  Bermudas  in  the  mother-country's  eyes,  and  led  her 
to  strengthen  herself  upou  them.     She  has  made  the  islands  an  almost 


THE  BERMUDA  ISLANDS.  %gj 

impregnable  fortress,  and  has  stored  among  them  great  quantities  of 
ammunition.  On  one  of  the  islands,  called  "  Ireland  Island,"  there  is 
a  steam-factory  of  the  first  class,  and  every  facility  exists  for  the  repair- 
ing of  ships.  Here  is  the  famous  floating  dock,  the  largest  in  the  world. 
It  weighs  over  eight  thousand  tons,  and  cost  nearly  a  million  of  dollars. 
Numerous  forts  and  batteries  guard  the  ai)proacl)es  to  this  dock-yard, 
and  there  is  a  large  submarine  mining  establishment  by  which  torpe- 
does and  other  subsidiary  means  of  defence  can  be  put  down  at  short 
notice ;  and  movable  road-batteries  are  prepared  to  supplement  the 
stationary  defences. 

Lying  near  the  dock  is  one  of  Lord  Nelson's  old  line-of-battle 
ships,  the  Invincible,  one  of  the  participants  in  the  battles  of  the 
Baltic  and  Trafalgar,  which  is  now  used  as  a  sort  of  floating  boarding- 
house  for  marines;  and  almost  side  by  side,  in  sharp  contrast  with  this 
relic  of  a  glorious  past,  lies  the  Scorpion,  an  iron-clad  built  to  run  the 
blockade  and  fight  for  the  Confederacy,  but  it  was  finished  too  late 
for  its  intended  purpose,  and  has  led  a  life  of  idleness  and  peace. 
The  old  Nelson  hulk  has  certainly  earned  its  rest,  and  it  seems  poetical 
justice  that  it  should  lie  at  ease  in  its  old  age  in  the  tranquil  waters  of 
a  British  colony,  surrounded  by  the  din  of  ship-repairing,  and  gathering 
to  itself  a  lot  of  marines  as  a  hen  gathers  her  chickens. 

The  Bermudas  have  been  brought  into  closer  connection  with  the 
mother-country  and  with  America  by  means  of  an  ocean  cable,  which 
was  laid  last  June.  The  cable  extends  from  Halifax  to  Hamilton,  and 
is  nearly  nine  hundred  miles  in  length. 

There  are  always  about  fifteen  hundred  English  soldiers  stationed 
about  different  parts  of  the  islands.  Their  brilliant  red  coats  contrast 
well  with  the  white  coral  stone  ;  but  one  wonders  that  England  clings  to 
so  showy  a  uniform  which  makes  of  each  soldier  a  most  striking  target. 
General  Wolseley  has  of  late  been  advocating  a  gray  uniform  for  fight- 
ing purposes,  which  would  certainly  be  more  serviceable,  if  less  orna- 
mental. 

I  had  the  pleasure  of  viewing  a  sham  battle,  to  which  the  bril- 
liant uniforms  contributed  much  as  a  spectacular  performance ;  but 
the  bright  red  coats  gleamed  even  through  the  smoke  of  battle,  and  a 
detachment  that  was  supposed  to  be  lying  in  ambush  behind  thick 
bushes  was  plainly  discernible,  and  could  easily  have  been  shot  to  pieces 
in  a  real  game  of  war.  It  was  a  fine  sight,  though,  and  numbers  of 
fierce-l(X)king  officers  prancing  about  on  fiery  chargers  lent  a  realistic 
air  to  the  performance. 

Most  of  the  troops  are  stationed  at  a  camp  called  Prospect,  and  there 
are  also  commodious  barracks  at  St.  George's.  St.  George's  was  in 
ancient  times  the  chief  town  and  the  seat  of  government:  it  is  the 
oldest  settlement  upon  the  islands,  and  was  founded  early  in  the  seven- 
teenth century.  The  town  has  a  Spanish  look,  and  its  ajipearance 
probably  suggested  the  legend  that  Bermuda  was  colonized  by  the 
Spaniards,  which  is  untrue.  After  the  discovery  of  the  islands  by  the 
Spaniard  Juan  Bermudez,  who  failed  in  an  attempt  to  land,  circa  1510, 
the  Bermudas  were  granted  by  Philij)  II.  to  Ferdinand  Camelo,  a  Por- 
tuguese, who  took  possession  of  them,  it  is  true,  in  1543,  but  he  did  not 


958  ''^^  BERMUDA  ISLANDS. 

remain,  and  effected  no  settlement.  The  third  visitant  to  the  islands 
was  an  Englishman,  named  Henry  May,  who  was  wrecked  in  a  French 
vessel  off  Bermuda  in  1593.  He  gained  the  shore  with  some  other 
survivors,  and  remained  five  mouths,  during  which  time  the  party  built 
a  cedar  boat  and  made  their  way  to  Newfoundland. 

The  colonization  of  the  Bermudas  came  about  in  this  way.  In 
1609  an  expedition  of  nine  English  ships  bound  for  the  colony  of 
Virginia,  and  commanded  by  Sir  Thomas  Gates,  Sir  George  Somers, 
and  Captain  Newport,  was  dispersed  by  a  great  storm.  One  of  the 
snips,  the  Sea  Adventure,  commanded  by  Sir  George  Somers,  was 
wrecked  on  the  reefs  of  Bermuda,  and  the  crew  managed  to  reach  the 
land.  They  built  a  cedar  pinnace,  in  which  they  sailed  to  Virginia, 
but,  finding  the  infant  colony  badly  off  for  supplies,  they  returned  to 
Bermuda,  in  order,  if  possible,  to  found  a  settlement.  Shortly  after 
this  second  visit  Sir  George  died,  and  his  crew,  with  the  exception  of 
three  men  who  remained  to  hold  possession  of  the  islands,  sailed  for 
England,  taking  with  them  the  embalmed  body  of  their  commander. 
Upon  the  arrival  of  the  crew  in  England,  they  spread  stories  of  the 
many  charms  possessed  by  the  land  they  had  left  behind  them,  and  a 
company  was  formed  to  colonize  the  islands.  The  first  ship-load  of 
emigrants  landed  in  1612,  and  ever  since  Bermuda  has  been  a  colony 
of  Great  Britain.  Sir  George  Somers's  gallant  heart  was  buried  in  a 
beautiful  garden  which  stands  now  in  the  centre  of  St.  George's,  which 
contains  a  monument  to  his  memory.  In  this  garden  are  palm-trees 
said  to  be  one  hundred  and  fifty  years  old.  Indeed,  everything  about 
St.  George's  suggests  the  past :  its  very  narrow  streets  are  silent  and 
have  a  deserted  look,  for  its  glory  has  departed.  During  our  civil  war 
life  and  activity  came  back  to  the  old  town  for  a  time,  for  here  many 
blockade-runners  were  fitted  out,  and  the  pockets  of  many  of  its  in- 
habitants fairly  bulged  with  wealth  ;  but  they  spent  their  easily-acquired 
gains  lavishly,  and  with  the  end  of  the  war  their  bright  bubbles  burst 
and  left  nothing  behind. 

The  quaint  old  town  fairly  bristles  with  forts,  which  are  said  to  be 
among  the  strongest  in  the  world.  The  streets  wind  their  narrow  ser- 
pentine ways  up  the  hill  on  which  the  town  is  largely  built;  the  gardens 
are  hemmed  in  by  high  walls  covered  with  different  species  of  cacti, 
while  over  them  pawpaws  and  plantains  raise  their  heads,  and  here  and 
there  the  graceful  palmetto  towers  above  all.  A  quaint  and  peaceful 
old  town  indeed,  whose  narrow  streets,  so  tradition  says,  once  frequently 
ran  with  blood,  for  pirates  and  buccaneers  were  wont  to  make  their 
raids  at  times,  and  the  streets  were  built  purposely  narrow  that  they 
might  readily  be  blcickaded  against  these  blood-thirsty  foes. 

Since  1685,  at  which  time  the  charter  of  the  company  expired  and 
the  proprietary  form  of  government  ceased,  Bermuda  has  been  a  crown 
colony.  The  government  is  administered  by  a  governor,  a  legislative 
and  executive  council,  and  a  house  of  assembly. 

The  population  of  the  islands  amounts  to  about  fifteen  thousand 
souls,  of  whom  something  over  sixty  per  cent,  are  colored.  The  white 
population  is  mostly  composed  of  descendants  of  the  old  English  settlers, 
with  a  sprinkling  of  immigrants  from  America  and  Portugal.     The 


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negroes  are  descended  from  African  and  American-Indian  slaves  :  they 
were  emancipated  in  1834,  and  now  enjoy  the  same  political  privileges 
as  the  whites ;  they  seem  anxious  to  improve  themselves,  and  are  gradu- 
ally taking  a  better  position.  Their  upward  progress  is  looked  upon 
with  considerable  uneasiness  by  the  whites,  who,  of  course,  are  anxious 
to  retain  the  upper  hand,  and  seem  to  fear  the  negroes  as  possible  rivals 
in  the  local  government  of  Bermuda. 

The  principal  enterprise  in  Bermuda  is  the  raising  of  onions  and 
potatoes  for  the  New  York  markets.  The  onion  crops  have  not  been 
very  profitable  of  late,  owing  mainly  to  a  disease  which  has  been 
playing  havoc  with  them  ;  but,  even  if  they  lose,  the  Bermuda  farmers 
go  on  planting  onions  from  force  of  habit,  and  their  whole-souled 
devotion  to  these  and  to  potatoes  causes  a  scarcity  of  other  vegetables. 
The  soil  is  in  general  rich  and  productive,  yielding  three  crops  a  year, 
and  almost  any  vegetable  will  thrive  in  it.  Bananas  are  the  staple 
fruit,  and  other  flax  plants  grow  readily,  such  as  the  plantain,  the 
Spanish  dagger,  the  wild  aloe,  and  the  okra ;  all  these  produce  flax  and 
hemp  of  diflerent  textures,  but  no  steady  or  systematic  attempt  has 
been  made  to  turn  them  to  account. 

However,  there  is  certainly  an  excuse  for  want  of  enterprise  and 
energy  in  Bermuda,  for,  while  the  climate  is  mild  and  delightful,  it  is 
by  no  means  conducive  to  activity  of  mind  or  body.  The  very  air, 
scented  with  the  breath  of  roses  and  jessamine  and  sweet-smelling 
cedars,  lulls  one  to  a  languorous  repose.  Over  all  these  hangs  a  spirit 
of  peace  and  dreamful  ease.  You  feel  far  away  from  and  careless  of 
the  world's  toil  and  endeavor.  Readily  you  can  imagine  yourself  in 
the  land  of  the  lotos,  and  give  yourself  over  to  watching 

The  crisping  ripples  on  the  beach, 
And  tender  curving  lines  of  creamy  spray. 

Surely,  surely,  slumber  is  more  sweet  than  toil,  the  shore 
Than  labor  in  the  deep  mid-ocean,  wind  and  wav«  and  oar. 

Tennyson  might  have  sat  upon  these  Bermuda  hills,  overlooking  a 
land  of  nodding  flowers  out  to  a  languorous  sea,  and  penned  his 
exquisite  poem  of  "The  Lotos-Eatei-s ;"  and  surely  "Tears,  Idle 
Tears"  might  have  sprung  as  a  direct  inspiration  from  this  land  of 
onions. 

Now  a  word  as  to  the  best  time  for  a  visit  to  Bermuda,  together 
with  a  few  practical  hints.  The  season — that  is,  the  gay  season — 
scarcely  begins  before  January,  and  lasts  until  April,  though  many, 
especially  health-seekers,  go  over  in  November  or  early  in  December. 
It  is  hardly  safe  for  invalids  to  return  to  the  United  States  earlier  than 
April.  Hardy  people  can  go  and  come  when  they  please,  and  a  great 
many  now  make  short  trips  of  scarcely  more  than  a  fortnight's  duration, 
including  the  passage  to  and  fro.  This  allows  about  ten  days  on  land 
and  five  for  the  passage.  Many  make  even  shorter  trips,  remaining 
but  four  days  on  land,  and  so  making  the  entire  trip  in  nine  days. 
Steamers  of  the  Quebec  Steamship  Company  leave  New  York  every 


860  THE  BERMUDA  ISLANDS. 

Thursday  from  January  to  July,  and  make  fortnightly  departures  during 
the  remainder  of  the  year.  The  fare  for  the  round  trip,  including  state- 
room, is  fifty  dollars.  Hotel  accommodations  can  be  had  anywhere 
from  twenty-five  dollars  to  twelve  dollars  per  week.  The  Hamilton 
and  the  Princess  are  the  largest  and  most  expensive  hotels,  both  of 
them  being  first-class  in  every  particular.  Excellent  accommodations 
at  lower  rates  may  be  had  at  the  Windsor,  the  American  House,  and 
the  Brunswick,  and  also  at  a  number  of  boarding-houses. 

As  to  amusements,  these,  of  course,  depend  much  upon  the  taste  of 
the  visitor ;  but  no  one  can  help  enjoying  the  beautiful  scenery  both 
afloat  and  ashore,  which  gives  zest  to  a  great  variety  of  excursions" 
which  may  be  undertaken  by  land  or  sea,  while  the  bathing,  boating, 
and  fishing  are  excellent.  The  Royal  Bermuda  Yacht  Club  gives  now 
and  then  a  gala-day  upon  the  water,  and  it  is  an  exquisite  sight  to  see 
the  trim  craft  darting  about  among  the  coral  reefs  and  spreading  to 
the  winds  wonderful  stretches  of  snowy  canvas.  For  nowhere  do 
boats  carry  more  sail  than  in  Bermuda.  The  social  character  of  the 
season  is  enhanced  by  the  admixture  of  officers  of  the  army  and  navy, 
and  their  brilliant  uniforms  add  much  to  the  effects  of  the  picturesque 
hops  which  take  place  frequently  at  the  Hamilton  House.  The  gov- 
ernor gives  receptions  every  Wednesday,  which  are  largely  attended, 
and  the  admiral  of  the  fleet  also  frequently  throws  open  his  house  in  a 
most  hospitable  manner.  The  natives  of  Bermuda  enjoy  a  charming 
social  life  among  themselves,  and  are  very  courteous  and  hospitable  to 
visitors. 

It  would  take  a  series  of  magazine  articles  to  describe  all  the 
beauties  of  these  islands.     Any  one  who  is  at  all 

Alive  to  gentle  influence 
Of  landscape  and  of  sky 

must  find  in  them  an  undying  and  ever-varying  charm.  Here  and 
there  are  wonderful  caves  full  of  gleaming  stalactites  and  holding 
within  them  {)ools  of  exquisitely  clear  water.  There  are  sounds  and 
bays  that  have  all  the  tints  of  the  rainbow,  and  so  clear  that  you  can 
see  far  down  into  their  depths  and  behold  beautiful  coral  formations 
and  many  curious  denizens  of  the  sea.  Especially  out  among  the  reefs 
does  the  sea  disclose  most  of  its  wonders :  large,  lilac-colored,  wavy 
fans  and  branches  of  white  coral,  and  curious  lumps  of  the  same, 
called  brain-stones,  from  their  resemblance  to  the  top  of  the  human 
head ;  here  you  see  growing  all  kinds  of  sea-weed  of  various  hues,  and 
beds  of  pearl-oysters,  and  sea-anemones,  and  many  kinds  of  curious 
fish  roaming  in  and  out  through  the  delicate  fronds  of  coral.  Indeed, 
for  so  small  a  place  Bermuda  has  an  extraordinary  number  of  interest- 
ing excursions  to  offer  to  the  sojourner ;  but  a  mere  enumeration  of 
them  would  be  as  dull  reading  as  Homer's  catalogue  of  ships. 

As  Bermuda  becomes  better  known,  its  popularity  as  a  winter 
resort  is  bound  to  increase,  for  the  charm  of  its  climate,  the  beauty 
of  its  scenery,  and  the  entire  change  of  life  which  it  affords  cannot 
fail  to  attract  many  to  its  peaceful  shores.     In  the  past  the  place  has 


TO   THE  SUNSET  BREEZE.  ggl 

been  altogether  too  modest  and  retiring :  like  a  fair  and  shy  maiden 
who  hates  any  advertisement  of  her  charms,  it  has  secluded  itself  from 
observation,  and  cared  not  that  its  attractions  should  be  published  to 
the  world.  But  all  this  is  beginning  to  change;  for,  though  the  Ber- 
mudians  seem  singularly  devoid  of  that  spirit  of  enterprise  and  love  of 
gain  which  are  inherent  in  the  Anglo-Saxon  race,  still  many  of  thera 
are  waking  up  to  the  fact  that  several  thousand  rich  Americans  are 
very  desirable  guests  to  entertain  each  season,  and  may  be  more  profit- 
able even  than  onions,  inasmuch  as  disease  does  not  blight  their  pecu- 
niary value,  but,  on  the  contrary,  rather  tends  to  increase  it.  Cut  off 
from  the  busy  world  as  the  Bermudians  are,  it  is  hard  for  them  to 
understand  the  potent  value  of  advertising, — indeed,  the  absolute 
necessity  of  it,  if  they  wish  their  country  and  its  attractions  to  be 
known  in  America.  Certainly,  with  its  charming  climate  and  its  great 
natural  advantages,  there  is  no  reason  why  Bermuda  should  not  be  the 
most  popular  of  all  winter  resorts  for  the  inhabitants  of  our  Eastern 
States  who  love  not  the  "  snow-spirit"  and  have  the  time  and  means  to 
escape  it. 

H.  C.  WalsK 


TO  THE  SUNSET  BREEZE, 

AH,  whispering,  something  again,  unseen, 
Where  late  this  heated  day  thou  enterest  at  my  window,  door, 
Thou,  laving,  tempering  all,  cool-freshing,  gently  vitalizing 
Me,  old,  alone,  sick,  weak-down,  melted-worn  with  sweat ; 
Thou,  nestling,  folding  close  and  firm  yet  soft,  companion  better  than 

tjilk,  book,  art, 
(Thou  hast,  O  Nature !  elements !  utterance  to  my  heart  beyond  the 

rest — and  this  is  of  them,) 
So  sweet  thy  primitive  taste  to  breathe  within — thy  soothing  fingers  on 

my  face  and  hands, 
Thou,  messenger- magical  strange  bringer  to  body  and  spirit  of  me, 
(Distances  balk'd — occult  malicines  jienctrating  me  from  head  to  foot.) 
I  feel  the  sky,  the  prairies  vast — I  feel  the  mighty  northern  lakes, 
I  feel  the  ocean  and  the  forest — somehow  I  feel  the  globe  itself  swifl- 

swimming  in  space; 
Thou  blown  from  lips  so  loved,  now  gone — haply  from  endless  store, 

God-sent, 
(For  thou  art  spiritual,  Godly,  most  of  all  known  to  my  sense,) 
Minister  to  speak  to  me,  here  and  now,  what  word  has  never  told,  and 

cannot  tell, 
Art  thou  not  universal  concrete's  distillation  ?    Law's,  all  Astronomy's 

last  refinement  ? 
Hast  thou  no  soul?     Can  I  not  know,  identify  thee? 

Walt  Whitman. 


862  TYPES  IN  FICTION. 


TYPES  IN  FICTION. 

ONE  of  the  best  of  those  "  Bab  Ballads"  which  laid  the  foundation  of  Mr. 
Pinafore  Gilbert's  fame  is  "  The  Bishop  and  the  Jew."  A  zealous  church- 
dignitary,  having  determined  to  convert  a  Hebrew  omnibus-driver,  takes  a  place 
on  "  the  'bus"  every  day  and  loudly  calls  the  attention  of  the  other  passengers 
to  the  distinctive  marks  of  the  driver's  Semitic  descent.  With  much  force  and 
directness  he  says,  "  Observe,  my  friends,  his  nose !"  After  some  months  of  this 
heroic  treatment  the  victim  succumbs ;  his  beaky  nasal  organ  becomes  a  broad 
snub,  and  he  is  ever  afterward  known  to  mankind  as  Adolphus  Brown. 

This  ingenious  process  seems  to  have  found  favor  with  a  large  number  of 
American  authors.  They  select  some  particular  locality  or  district  and  take  its 
inhabitants  as  specimens  of  "  a  type."  Then  they  devote  their  energies  to  the 
work  of  portraying  these  people,  not  as  individuals,  but  as  samples  of  the  type, 
concentrating  their  attention  on  those  external  features  which  different  circum- 
stances would  quickly  obliterate.  Of  course  these  features  are  worthy  of  some 
attention,  and  the  picture  would  be  far  from  complete  without  them.  In  fact, 
the  likelihood  of  their  soon  passing  away  makes  it  especially  important  that 
they  should  be  well  described.  But  the  fault  lies  in  taking  mere  accessories  as 
the  most  important  part  of  the  subject,  or,  in  the  worse  cases,  allowing  them  to 
practically  exclude  everything  else.  In  accordance  with  this  method,  an  Indian 
— for  example — is  presented  not  as  a  man,  woman,  or  child,  but  as  an  Indian, 
and  all  Indians  are  warranted  to  act  and  think  alike  in  any  given  situation. 

Perhaps  the  people  of  the  Southern  States  are  more  frequently  subjected  to 
this  species  of  "  type-writing"  than  those  of  any  other  part  of  our  country.  That 
some  of  them  object  to  being  "  written  up"  in  such  fashion  is  not  unnatural. 
Not  long  ago  a  Southern  lady  said,  "  Why  should  the  authors  of  all  the  stories 
about  Southerners  lay  continual  and  exclusive  stress  on  the  fact  that  they  are 
Southerners?  If  their  scenes  were  laid  in  the  North  the  characters  would  not 
be  made  to  pose  all  the  time  as  Northerners.  Their  place  of  birth  would  be  of 
secondary  importance,  and  the  main  interest  in  all  of  them  would  depend  on 
their  personal  characteristics."  This  is  undeniable;  and,  though  the  North  is 
certainly  more  cosmopolitan  than  the  less  thickly  settled  and  generally  agricul- 
tural South,  yet  distinct  sectional  traits  are  prevalent  in  both  parts  of  the  coun- 
try. The  right  course  to  pursue  in  all  such  cases  is  to  make  the  local  features  as 
natural  as  possible,  but  to  avoid  using  them  as  anything  more  than  helps  to 
the  realism  of  the  work. 

If  this  making  a  part  so  prominent  that  it  injures  the  effect  of  the  whole 
were  all  that  is  ever  done  by  authors  of  that  class,  it  would  be  only  a  violation 
of  the  true  canons  of  art.  But  some  of  them  are  accused  of  a  more  serious 
offence.  It  is  asserted  very  warmly  that  most  of  their  pictures  of  sectional  life 
and  character  are  nothing  more  than  absurd  caricatures,  calculated  to  give  out- 
siders an  utterly  false  opinion  of  the  localities  in  question.  Such  treatment  as 
that  would  be  not  only  like  calling  general  attention  to  a  man's  nose,  but  equiv- 
alent to  telling  those  who  never  saw  it  that  it  is  comically  distorted,  and,  more- 
over, highly  colored  by  its  owner's  too  frequent  use  of  stimulants. 

Books  that  deal  with  types  closely  resemble  what  are  called  spectacular 


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plays.  In  both  there  is  the  same  sort  of  striving  afler  effect,  and  both  sacrifice 
substance  to  show.  A  certain  public  taste,  very  prevalent  at  this  time,  accounts 
for  the  frequency  with  which  both  are  produced.  Mr.  Vincent  Crummies  knew 
that  in  specially  announcing  his  "real  pump"  he  was  doing  a  very  judicious 
thing,  and  the  authors  who  write  in  the  same  spirit  have  an  equally  good  eye 
for  popularity.  As  long  as  a  vast  portion  of  the  public  likes  such  plays  and 
such  books  it  will  be  amply  supplied  with  them,  and  it  must  be  confessed  that 
this  is  a  perfectly  reasonable  ground  for  their  production.  That  is  to  say,  it  is 
reasonable  from  a  pecuniary  point  of  view ;  but  in  every  other  sense  it  is  inde- 
fensible. Hamerton's  tenet,  that  the  first  requisite  of  literature  that  deserves  to 
live  is  disinterestedness,  is  certainly  applicable  in  every  case,  and  neither  "  type- 
writing" nor  the  spectacular  drama  can  properly  be  included  within  the  linjits  of 
true  art. 

Yet  it  may  well  be  doubted  whether  the  process  in  question  is  always 
"sure  to  pay."  When  the  people  described  are  numerous  enough  to  form  an 
important  part  of  what  is  called  the  reading  public,  the  author  might  chance  to 
find  it  a  serious  disadvantage  to  his  interest ;  for  it  would  be  hard  to  find  a  book 
of  the  type-writing  kind  which  has  not  seriously  offended  the  people  to  whom 
it  refers.  Mr.  Cable's  experience  in  that  respect  shows  what  is  likely  to  happen, 
to  a  greater  or  less  extent,  whenever  a  story-teller  presents  the  inhabitants  of 
some  particular  locality  or  district  as  so  many  specimens  of  a  certain  type. 

Some  great  authors  of  fiction  who  fell  into  this  error  in  their  younger  days 
afterward  atoned  for  it  to  the  best  of  their  ability.  Dickens,  for  instance,  in 
two  of  his  earlier  books  wrote  about  Americans  as  if  there  were  not  much  more 
difference  in  their  general  characteristics  than  would  be  found  in  those  of  an 
equal  number  of  Laplanders  or  Esquimaux.  The  few  exceptions  he  makes  seem 
to  have  been  introduced  chiefly  for  the  purpose  of  making  "  the  type"  appear 
all  the  more  shallow,  vulgar,  and  "bumptious."  The  riper  judgment  of  his 
later  years  led  him  to  raaK«^  amends  for  this  fault  by  publicly  expressing  a  dif- 
ferent opinion,  and  the  impression  produced  by  his  second  visit  to  the  United 
States  was  altogether  favorable.  Probably  it  was  a  fear  of  seeming  to  consider 
Fagin  "a  typical  Jew"  which  caused  him  to  introduce  into  "Our  Mutual 
Friend"  "an  Israelite  indeed,  in  whom  there  is  no  guile." 

But  although  transgressions  of  this  sort  are  very  easy  to  commit,  their  effects 
cannot  be  entirely  destroyed  even  by  the  most  persistent  effort.  Dickens  was 
received  by  the  Americans,  on  his  first  visit,  with  unbounded  enthusiasm  and  with 
hardly  less  honor  than  was  accorded  to  General  Lafayette ;  but  the  popularity 
he  lost  by  his  exaggerated  and  unfair  pictures  of  American  life  and  character 
was  never  fully  regained,  and  many  people  on  this  side  of  the  Atlantic  have  not 
even  yet  forgiven  him  for  what  he  said  of  us  in  "Martin  ChuzzlewJt"  and 
"American  Notes  for  General  Circulation." 

There  was,  in  reality,  no  such  homogeneousness  in  our  population  at  the 
time  of  Dickens's  first  visit  as  he  imagined  he  saw  in  it,  and  probably  there  is 
now  no  other  country  in  the  world  where  individuality  prevails  in  such  a  high 
degree  as  with  us.  Even  such  clearly  distinct  types  as  the  descendants  of  the 
German,  French,  and  Spanish  colonists  in  Pennsylvania,  Louisiana,  and  the 
Southwest  are  fast  giving  up  their  peculiar  patois  and  losing  all  their  typical 
characteristics.  In  a  very  short  time  the  story-maker  who  wishes  to  exert  hia 
talents  in  the  treatment  of  some  special  and  existing  American  type  will  be 
forced  to  look  for  it  beyond  our  borders,  or  else  to  fall  back  on  the  Indiana  or 


g64  BOOK-TALK. 

the  negroes.  But  these  two  races  do  not  offer  him  a  very  promising  field ;  for 
the  colored  race  has  of  late  been  very  much  "  overdone,"  and  every  writer  on 
Indians  who  fails  to  proclaim  that  "The  only  good  Indian  is  a  dead  Indian"  is 
scornfully  called  a  sentimentalist.  But  by  that  time,  perhaps,  type-writing  in 
fiction  will  have  become  a  thing  of  the  past,  and  the  author  will  not  be  con- 
strained to  cater  to  the  public  taste  which  gave  it  birth. 

W.  W.  Crane. 


BOOK-TALK, 


TWO  HOUSES. 


Signor  Verga's  "House  by  the  Medlar- Tree"  comes  before  the  public 
handicapped  by  too  insistent  and  pragmatical  laudation.  It  is  irritating  to  be 
told  in  advance  ihat,  unless  we  are  brainless  and  heartless,  we  must  be  prepared 
to  go  into  ecstasies  over  the  story.  And  this  is  what  Mr.  Howells  tells  us,  in 
substance,  in  the  first  words  of  his  Introduction.  If  we  are  so  unfortunate  as 
not  to  "find  a  rare  and  tender  pleasure"  in  it,  to  feel  that  it  is  "  one  of  the  most 
perfect  pieces  of  literature,"  and  profoundly  poetical,  and  most  "  moving,  full 
of  heart-break,"  and  "  in  the  highest  degree  dramatic,"  why  then  we  do  not 
"  love  simplicity  or  respect  sincerity,"  nor  "  feel  the  tie  binding  us  all  together 
in  the  helplessness  of  our  common  human  life,"  and  we  are  not  "worth  inter- 
esting." There  is  no  escape  from  this  dilemma :  you  "  must"  think  and  feel  as 
your  director  does,  and  admire  this  tale  immensely,  and  weep  over  the  woes  of 
the  Malavoglias,  or— go  to,  you  are  naught. 

It  may  be  perverse,  but  many  Americans  have  outgrown  the  love  of  being 
dictated  to,  and  got  into  a  way  of  preferring  to  think^^r  themselves.  They  may 
be  but  feebly  trained  and  furnished  for  such  an  enterprise,  but  the  process  and 
its  results  have  the  charm  of  all  purely  personal  belongings  and  opinions, — "a 
poor  thing,  but  mine  own."  When  the  Scotch  laird  was  executed  after  the 
rising  of  '45,  his  friend  remarked,  "  It  wasna  mickle  of  a  head,  but  it  was  a'  he 
had,  and  he  valued  it,  puir  mon,  as  if  it  was  a  better  ane."  And  the  Persian 
poet  thus  exhorts : 

Be  no  imitator;  freshly  act  thy  part; 
Through  this  world  be  thou  an  independent  ranger. 

Bettor  is  the  faith  that  cotneth  from  thy  heart 
Than  a  better  faith  belonging  to  a  stranger. 

Jones  may  be  the  veriest  dunderhead,  but  it  is  not  constitutional  to  insist  on  His" 
voting  our  ticket  or  attending  our  church.  And  if  Mr.  Howells  is  to  invade  the 
last  refuge  of  the  oppressed,  and  refuse  to  leave  us  any  option  as  to  what  novels 
we  shall  read  and  whether  we  shall  like  them  or  not,  we  shall  all  be  driven  to 
feel  "  the  helplessness  of  our  common  human  life,"  and  to  become  pessimists. 

But  it  is  not  fair  that  the  Italian  author  should  suffer  for  the  excessive 
championing  of  an  admirer  whose  geese  are  generally  swans.  After  the  reader  has 
purged  his  mind  of  the  prefatory  dithyrambs,  he  will  find  a  story  that  is  able  to 
stand  on  its  legs  with  less  boosting  and  trumpeting.  Verga  is  an  acute  observer 
and  an  excellent  narrator  in  his  way,  and  nobody  need  doubt  that  here  we  have 
the  fishing  village  of  Eastern  Italy  to  the  life.    How  far  the  picture  is  attractive 


BOOK-TALK.  865 

or  improving  is  another  affair :  thousands  of  tolerably  educated  people  who  are  not 
wholly  Pharisees  or  Philistines,  whose  souls  are  not  cankered  by  a  base  love  of 
artificiality,  or  undermined  by  a  fiendish  contempt  for  sincerity,  will  be  apt  to 
find  it  dreary,  if  not  dull.  The  "  rare  and  tender  pleasure"  must  be  of  a  wholly 
literary  sort,  or  else  open  only  to  such  as  exult  in  vicarious  woe;  a  person  of 
average  sympathies  would  be  ashamed  to  enjoy  the  downfall  of  the  poor  Mala- 
voglias.  To  make  their  case  our  own  would  be  heart-breaking  indeed,  and 
might  require  such  an  athletic  power  of  emotional  response  as  had  the  French- 
man who  went  annually  on  a  fixed  day  to  weep  at  his  parents'  tomb. 

As  for  the  crowd  who  surround  these  central  figures  and  assist  at  the  spec- 
tacle of  their  misadventures,  they  are,  with  few  exceptions,  a  hard  lot.  Old 
Dumbbell,  and  Goosefoot,  and  the  rest,  are  no  doubt  true  to  some  phases  of  human 
nature  in  Italy  or  elsewhere,  and  their  talk  and  actions  are  entirely  veracious. 
Those  who  hold  veracity  to  be  the  highest  truth  and  photography  the  most 
perfect  art  may  persuade  themselves  that  these  delineations  are  both  charming 
and  edifying.  The  rest  of  us  may  be  content  to  admit  that  it  is  all  extremely 
well  done  of  its  kind,  that  tastes  differ,  and  that  there  is  room  in  life  and 
literature  for  realism  as  well  as  for  romance. 

"  The  Aztec  Treasure- House"  is  a  building  as  different  as  possible  from  the 
humble,  every-day  cottage  by  the  medlar-tree.  Mr.  Janvier  has  produced  a 
rattling,  galloping  romance  of  the  sort  that  must  fill  Mr.  Howells's  soul  with 
bitterness.  Our  dominant  critic  should  not  allow  his  publishers  thus  to  blow 
hot  and  cold  with  the  same  breath,  to  deny  in  one  week  the  pure  faith  they 
proclaim  in  another,  and  to  publish  in  a  single  season  two  works  built  on  such 
mutually  exterminating  principles.  For  if  the  Sicilian  realist  be  a  gospeller 
whose  dogmas  we  must  accept  or  die,  the  home-bred  artist  who  paints  his 
semi-tropical  pictures  as  well  with  pen  as  brush  must  be  a  rabid  infidel. 

But  if  a  modus  vivendi  be  attainable — if  it  be  admissible  to  live  and  let  live- 
then  those  whose  minds  are  not  cramped  into  the  mould  of  hard-shell  theories 
can  find  space  for  both,  take  each  on  his  merits,  and  praise  either  without  de- 
crying the  other. 

Mr.  Janvier  may  now  be  hailed  as  the  American  Haggard.  He  seems  to 
have  said  to  himself,  "This  African  business  has  been  overdone.  It  is  time  to 
show  that  the  New  World  can  furnish  wonders  equal  to  any  claimed  for  the  Old. 
Let  us  discover,  shut  in  by  Mexican  mountains,  a  lost  people  and  a  forgotten 
civilization  such  as  Quatermain  and  his  friends  found  in  the  region  southeast 
of  Abyssinia,  and  an  inaccessible  treasure  like  that  of  King  Solomon's  mines. 
Let  us  glorify  our  own  continent,  and  our  meritorious  and  too  neglected  neigh- 
bors the  Aztecs.  Are  not  they  better  than  any  improved  Zulus,  and  less  im- 
probable than  a  Persian  migration,  in  unrecorded  antiquity,  across  the  Red 
Sea?" 

To  be  sure  they  are,  and  their  laureate  has  done  them  yeoman  service.  He 
knows  his  Mexico  as  well  as  Mr.  Haggard  knows  his-  Africa,  and  has  chanted  its 
praises,  in  strains  varied  but  never  wearisome,  for  years  past  Moreover,  he  is 
a  literary  workman  of  another  and  higher  order  than  the  biographer  of  Quater- 
main. Yet  it  must  be  owned  that  he  is  a  less  unmitigated  romancer.  Wondrous 
things,  yet  not  too  wondrous,  befall  his  party  of  five,  whereof  the  engineering 
Rayburn  and  the  jocose  Young  are  always  foremost,  giving  a  practical  Yankee 
flavor  to  fairy-land ;  and  the  lost-freight  agent's  jests  are  more  modern  than  even 
Dr.  Good's  eye-glass.  The  monk  who  longs  for  martyrdom  remains  wisely  in  the 
Vol.  XLVI.— 56 


866  BOOK-TALK. 

background,  a  dubious  mediaeval  figure  whose  features  neither  Mr.  Remington 
in  the  illustrations,  nor  the  reader  in  his  mind's  eye,  can  hit  off  with  accuracy. 
Pablo  will  do  as  a  link  between  ancient  and  modern  Aztec,  and  El  Sabio  is  not 
an  impossibly  wise  ass.  Culhuacan  seems  less  remote  from  this  planet  than 
Milosis.  The  burnt  matches  which  the  humbugging  priest-captain  (having 
wrought  his  "  boss  miracles"  with  them)  presents  to  his  officers  as  rewards  of 
eminent  public  service,  and  the  conductor's  lantern  and  can  of  kerosene  whereby 
he  lighted  his  secret  communications  with  the  modern  world,  are  such  delightful 
touches  of  nature  as  might  make  us  willing  to  believe,  should  Mr.  Janvier  insist 
upon  it,  that  twenty  Culhuacans  yet  remain,  whose  citizens  fight  with  gold 
swords  and  have  never  seen  a  foreigner. 

In  view  of  this  failure  to  attain  the  roaring  and  blood-curdling  altitudes 
whereon  Mr.  Howells  locates  Romance,  let  us  trust  that  he  may  be  merciful  to 
these  hybrid  explorers.  He  has  written  no  introduction  to  "  The  Aztec 
Treasure-House,"  and  we  wait  tremblingly  to  hear  him  denounce  Fray  Anto- 
nio's death,  like  that  of  Mr.  Hearn's  Youma,  as  another  "  old  sublimity-act." 
There  is  consolation  in  reflecting  that  none  of  these  Mexicans  suflSciently  re- 
sembles Umslopogaas  to  be  girded  at  as  a  "  hero  after  the  high  romantic  fashion.'' 
It  is  too  much  to  hope  that  our  censor  will  ever  condescend  to  tolerate  what  all 
children  and  most  grown  people  like,  vivid  narratives  of  happenings  somewhat 
out  of  the  common  run  of  doleful  daily  experience,  or  learn  that  invention  of 
what  might  be,  no  less  than  observation  of  what  everybody  knows,  may  be  a 
good  and  useful  talent 

Frederic  M.  Bird. 

"OUR  NEW  ENGLAND." 

The  harbinger  of  Christmas  is  the  Christmas-book.  This  welcome  guest 
comes  along  with  a  holiday  smile  upon  his  face  even  before  Jack  Frost's  cold 
finger-marks  have  given  us  the  signal  that  winter  is  at  hand.  "  Our  New  Eng- 
land, her  Nature  described  by  Hamilton  Wright  Mabie,  and  some  of  her 
Familiar  Scenes  illustrated,"  (Roberts  Bros.),  bears  the  characteristic  marks 
of  the  Christmas-book,  though  it  brings  no  special  Christmas  message.  It  is 
beautifully  illustrated,  and  presents  pictures  of  peaceful  and  reserved  New- 
England  nature,  quiet,  restful  revelations  of  country  life  in  the  different  set- 
tings of  spring,  summer,  autumn,  and  winter.  The  illustrations  are  photo- 
gravures of  selected  spots  in  New  England.  Each  picture  is  capped  with  an 
appropriate  bit  of  verse  from  one  of  New  England's  poets,  and  one  has  but 
to  recall  the  names  of  Bryant,  Longfellow,  Emerson,  Whittier,  Lowell,  Jones 
Very,  Thoreau,  to  appreciate  the  fact  that  this  section  of  the  country  can  claim 
our  greatest  poets  and  those  who  are  the  most  thoroughly  imbued  with  a  love 
of  Nature  and  know  best  how  to  describe  her  charms.  The  illustrations  are 
interspersed  through  a  delightful  essay  upon  "  Nature  in  New  England,"  by 
Hamilton  W.  Mabie.  If  Christmas  brings  us  many  such  books  as  this,  a  pleasant 
season  may  be  safely  prophesied. 


NEW  BOOKS.  3^, 


NEW  BOOKS. 

[The  readers  of  Lippixcott's  will  find  in  this  department,  from  month  to 
month,  such  concise  and  critical  notice  of  all  noteworthy  publications,  of  which 
extended  reviews  are  not  given  elsewhere  in  the  magazine,  as  will  enable  them 
to  keep  in  touch  with  the  world  of  new  books.] 

History  and  Biography.— History  of  the  United  States  op 
America,  Vols.  V.  and  VI.,  by  Henry  Adams  (Charles  Scribner's  Sons).  All 
that  has  been  said  in  this  magazine  in  praise  of  the  earlier  instalments  of  thia 
work,  dealing  with  the  first  and  second  administrations  of  Jefferson,  applies  to 
the  present  volumes,  which  treat  of  the  first  administration  of  James  Madison. 
The  author  is  successful  in  the  rare  art  of  writing  a  history  that  is  at  once  enter- 
taining and  trustworthy. The  Iron  Chancellor  in  Private  Life,  by  A 

Fellow-Student,  translated  by  Henry  Hayward  (D.  Appleton  &  Co.).    This  ia 

Bismarck  intime,  in  undress.     He  shows  as  a  man  of  blood,  if  not  of  iron. . 

Life  of  Dorothea  Lynde  Dix,  by  Francis  Tiffany  (Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.). 
A  much-needed  and  well- written  biography  of  a  rare  and  glorious  woman.  The 
work  she  accomplished  will  endure,  and  the  purity  of  the  spirit  which  prompted 

it  is  not  overmatched  by  the  ardor  of  the  best  of  saints. Henrik  Ibsen, 

1828-1888:  A  Critical  Biography,  by  Henrik  Jaeger,  translated  from  the 
Norwegian  by  William  Morton  Payne  (Chicago  :  A.  C.  McClurg  &.  Co.).    A 

sympathetic  and  very  interesting  sketch. The  Jews  under  Roman  Rule, 

by  W.  D.  Morrison  (G.  P.  Putnam's  Sons).  This  new  volume  in  the  excellent 
Story  of  the  Nations  Series  is  to  be  welcomed  as  the  first  English  book  ex- 
clusively devoted  to  this  important  period  of  Jewish  history, — a  period  which 
is  at  the  same  time  the  most  momentous  turning-point  in  the  history  of  the 

world. Stratford-on-Avon,  from  the  Earliest  Times  to  the  Death 

of  Shakespeare,  by  Sidney  Lee  (Macmillan  &  Co.). Elementary  His- 
tory OF  THE  United  States,  by  Charles  Morris  (Lippincotts).  The  interest 
and  continuity  of  the  historical  narrative  are  not  sacrificed  to  mere  simplicity  of 

language, — the  common  fault  of  such  primary  text-books. The  Taking  of 

LouiSBURG,  by  Samuel  Adams  Drake  (Lee  &  Shepard). The  Icelandic 

Discoveries  of  America,  by  Mrs.  John  B,  Shipley  (John  B.  Alden).  A  com- 
pact and  cogent  statement  of  the  evidence  favoring  a  belief  in  the  discovery  of 
America  by  the  Norse  navigators. 

TraveL— European  Days  and  Ways,  by  Alfred  E.  Lee  (Lippincotts). 
Mr.  Lee  travelled  abroad  while  in  the  consular  service  of  the  United  States. 
He  visited  the  Netherlands,  Germany,  Italy,  and  Spain,  and  wandered  over  the 
Swiss  and  Austrian  Alps.    All  that  he  saw,  and  this  was  much,  he  describes  in 

the  most  engaging  style. From  the  Land  of  the  Midnight  Sun  to  the 

Volga,  by  Francis  C.  Sessions  (Welch,  Fracker  Co.).  A  volume  of  northern 
lights,  as  it  were.    The  author  has  little  to  tell  that  is  new,  but  the  manner  of 

telling  is  fresh  and  happy. From  Yellowstone  Park  to  Alaska,  by 

Francis  C.  Sessions  (Welch,  Fracker  Co.).  New  territory  is  nqf  long  a  terra 
incognita  now.  Africa  itself  swarms  with  busy  pens  and  pencils;  and  as  for 
Alaska,  the  path  there  is  already  a  beaten  one.     But  it  is  trodden  lightly  in  thia 


868  ^^W"  BOOKS. 

volume. Following  the  Guidon,  \)y  Mrs.  E.  B.  Custer  (Harper  &  Bros.). 

Charming  sketches  of  cavalry  life,  in  camp  and]afield. Campaigning  with 

Crook,  by  Captain  Charles  King,  U.S.A.  (Harper  &  Bros.).  Interesting 
memories  of  the  Sioux  Campaign  of  1876,  together  with  three  tales  of  American 

army  life. Aztec  Land,  by  Maturin  M.  Ballou  (Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.). 

A  very  readable  record  of  a  "Raymond"  excursion  to  Mexico.  It  is  needless 
to  say  of  the  author  that  his  eyes  were  open  to  everything  worth  seeing. 

Fiction.— Two  Masters,  by  B.  M.  Croker  (Lippincotts).  There  is  a  notable 
briskness  in  the  movement  of  this  novel,  and  a  charming  brightness  in  its  talk. 
A  girl  tells  the  story  in  the  first  person. The  Anglomaniacs  (Cassell  Pub- 
lishing Co.)  Much  of  this  humorous  story  is  admirably  done,  and  some  of  its 
satire  is  overdone;  but  the  picture  is  sufficiently  life-like,  on  the  whole,  and 

always  amusing. Oceanides,  A  Physical  Novel,  by  Ernst  von  Hummel 

(The  Author,  Boston). One  of  "  Berrian's"  Novels,  by  Mrs.  C.  H.  Stone 

(Welch,  Fracker  Co.). Think   and   Thank,  by  Samuel  W.  Coope  (The 

Jewish  Pub.  Soc.  of  America).      Episodes  in  the  life  of  Sir  Moses  Monte- 

fiore  are  cleverly  used  as  the  basis  of  a  healthy  juvenile  story. Two  Modern 

Women,  by  Kate  Gannett  Wells  (Lippincotts).  A  romance  that  appeals  to  the 
sympathies  of  the  feminine  reader.    The  central  figures  &re  sketched  with  signal 

success. Sifting  Matrimony,  by  Clara  Camera  (T.  B.  Peterson  &  Bros,). 

Abeille,  par  Anatole  France;  edited  by  Chas,  P.  Lebon,  Jr.  (D.  C.  Heath 

&  Co.).    Easy  and  delightful  French  reading. Historiettes  Modernf5, 

recueillies  et  annot^es  par  C.  Fontaine  (D.  C.  Heath  &  Co.).  The  third  volume 
of  a  useful  collection  of  well-selected  tales. 

Miscellaneous.— Dust  and  its  Dangers,  by  T.  Mitchell  Prudden,  M.D. 
(G.  P.  Putnam's  Sons).  An  important  little  volume,  whose  astonishing  facta 
should  be  known  to  every  person  in  the  world.  The  great  danger  which  lurks 
in  the  air  we  breathe  is  the  deadly  bacterium.  It  is  possible,  as  Dr.  Prudden 
indicates,  to  control  in  a  large  degree  the  dissemination  of  the  most  prevalent  of 
bacteria,  the  tubercle-bacillus ;  and  hence  the  value  of  the  practical  suggestions 

contained  in  this  book. Among  the  Moths  and  Butterflies,  by  Julia  P. 

Ballard  (G.  P.  Putnam's  Sons).  A  revised  and  enlarged  edition  of  one  of  the  most 
stimulating  books  for  children  ever  written. Stories  about  Famous  Pre- 
cious Stones,  by  Mrs.  Goddard  Orpen  (D,  Lothrop  Company).  The  romances, 
agreeably  related  in  a  dozen  chapters,  of  the  most  valuable  jewels, — the  Regent 

or  Pitt  diamond,  the  Braganza,  the  Great  Mogul,  the  French  Blue,  etc. 

Southern  War  Songs,  collected  and  arranged  by  W.  L.  Fagan  (New  York, 
M.  T.  Richardson  &  Co.).    An  exhaustive  and  highly  interesting  collection  of  the 

verse  inspired  by  the  Lost  Cause. Myself,  by  Lafayette  Charles  Loomis 

(John  B.  Alden.).  The  thoughts  of  many  men,  some  of  them  great,  on  the 
nature  of  mind  and  the  laws  of  life.    An  ill-arranged  collection. 


NEW  PUBLICATIONS.  869 


NEW  PUBLICATIONS. 

There  are  really  certain  persons  light-headed  enough  to  speak  disparagingly 
of  the  whole  literature  of  fiction,  its  masterpieces  and  all.  With  some  this  is 
only  a  pretence ;  with  the  rest  it  is  either  sheer  ignorance  or  imbecile  prejudice. 
Bather  should  one,  from  the  view-point  of  right  living,  turn  his  back  on  the 
whole  literature  of  theology.  Such,  evidently,  was  the  opinion  of  the  worthy 
Methodist  bishop  whose  judgment  was  confidently  solicited  by  a  certain  nar- 
row-minded dame  who  had  been  horrified  at  finding  a  copy  of  "  Pickwick"  in 
the  hands  of  her  daughter.  "  Madam,"  said  the  good  bishop,  solemnly,  "  I  wish 
with  all  my  heart  I  had  never  read  any  of  the  works  of  Charles  Dickens." 
"  There !"  cried  the  mother,  triumphantly ;  "  listen,  my  dear  child,  to  the  words 
of  the  bishop."  "But  why,  sir,  do  you  say  that?"  the  girl  inquired.  "Be- 
cause," he  said,  impressively,  "  I  might  then  enjoy  again  the  incomparable 
pleasure  of  reading  them  for  the  first  time."  It  rests  always  in  our  power  to 
give  some  one  this  pleasure, — our  own  child,  for  instance.  And  that  is  why  no 
home  is  well  furnished  whose  library  does  not  contain  complete  sets  of  the  rank- 
ing poets  and  novelists.  But  the  wise  man  wants  his  Dickens,  like  his  cigars,  of 
the  best.  That  is  to  say,  he  wants  Dickens  in  large,  bold  type,  clearly  and  cleanly 
printed  on  durable  paper,  and  bound  handsomely  and  to  endure.  This  fairly 
describes  the  new  Tavistock  Edition,*  in  thirty  volumes,  printed  from  the  plates 
of  the  best  octavo  edition,  on  smaller  and  thinner  paper,  making  a  large  12mo, 
of  just  the  size  for  ready  reading.  The  illustrations  are  printed  from  the 
original  steel  plates. 


After  all,  one  goes  to  books  either  for  entertainment  or  instruction.  It  is 
pleasant,  to  be  sure,  to  get  both  from  the  same  volume ;  but  one  rarely  does. 
Now,  the  books  that  entertain  us  are  of  several  sorts ;  the  books  that  distinctly 
amuse  us  are  fewer  in  kind,  and  far  between.  What  has  been  needed  always  is 
the  vade-mecum,  the  book  to  which  one  may  turn  in  idle  moments  for  an  inspira- 
tion or  a  smile.  It  seems  to  us  that  Dr.  A.  Sydney  Roberts  has  produced  such 
a  one  in  his  "  In  and  Out  of  Book  and  Journal,"  f  a  charming  collection  of  epi- 
grams in  prose  and  verse.  The  author  has  picked  ripe  plums  from  a  thousand 
trees  in  the  literary  orchard,  and  one  has  only  to  loll  back  before  the  open  grate 
and  taste  them  at  leisure.  Ripe  they  are,  some  of  them  over-ripe,  with  the 
philosophy  of  life.  Here  is  Schopenhauer  shouldering  Chesterfield ;  Byron  en 
face  of  Butler.  But  more  than  half  the  charm  of  the  volume  is  due  to  the  ex- 
quisite pictorial  bits,  by  S.  W.  Van  Schaick,  which  illuminate  its  pages.  There 
is  delightful  daintiness  and  the  happiest  humor  in  all  of  them.  They  are 
social  glimpses,  showing  lovers  in  a  variety  of  attitudes  and  adventurous  pre- 

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dicaments, — glimpses  of  feasts,  dances,  and  flirtations.  In  a  word,  it  may  be 
said  that  Dr.  Roberts's  companionable  compilation  is  a  felicitous  rejoinder  to 
the  sarcasm  contained  in  his  first  selection,  a  quotation  from  Chatfield,  defining 
the  titles  of  books  as  "  decoys  to  catch  purchasers." 


"Sheridan's  Ride"*  is  one,  and  not  the  least,  of  the  half-dozen  American 
patriotic  poems  which  are  likely  to  live  and  warm  the  blood  of  many  thousands 
of  readers  yet  unborn.  Struck  off  at  white  heat  by  T.  Buchanan  Read,  the  fire 
has  nev6r  fled  from  its  fine  and  fluent  lines  ;  and  whether  one  begins  to  read  it 
in  cold  blood  or  hears  it  in  adequate  declamation,  it  is  sure  to  kindle  the  sacred 
flame  that  makes  heroes  of  us  all.  This  edition  of  the  poem  is  the  one  to  keep 
in  the  family.  It  is  profusely  and  admirably  illustrated  with  engravings  on 
wood. 


A  most  acceptable  volume  has  been  made  by  the  Lippincotts  in  their  illumi- 
nation of  certain  "  English  Poems."  f  The  pretty  oblong  folio  contains,  among 
other  classic  pieces,  "Evening"  and  "Noon,"  by  Cunningham;  "Flocks  and 
Herds,"  by  Thomson  ;  "  The  Lazy  Mist,"  by  Burns ;  "  Catharina,"  by  Cowper ; 
"  Autumn,"  by  Wordsworth ;  "  Winter,"  by  Barton.  Five  of  these  poems  are 
cleverly  illustrated  by  M.  M.  Taylor  with  characteristic  etchings. 


For  several  years  a  noteworthy  feature  of  each  holiday  season  has  been  the 
appearance  of  a  narrative  poem  by  Mrs.  M.  B.  M.  Toland,  published  splendidly 
by  the  Lippincotts.  This  year  it  is  "  Tisiyac  of  the  Yosemite,"t  a  romantic 
tale  in  tuneful  verse,  inspired  by  an  Indian  legend  which  Mr.  Hubert  Howe 
Bancroft  has  preserved.  This  legend  traces  the  origin  of  the  Bridal  Veil  Falls 
of  the  Yosemite  to  the  hopeless  love  of  T6-t6-k6-nti-Ia,  a  young  brave,  for  the 
beautiful  spirit  Tis&yac.  The  poem  is  written  melodiously  in  suitable  measure, 
and  exhibits  the  author's  lyric  skill,  as  when  she  sings, — 

Hard  is  this  stone, 
Bat  I  have  known 
A  harder  death 
With  living  breath. 

Mrs.  Toland  is  favored  far  above  most  poets  in  the  attractive  setting  her 
verse  receives.     "Tisdyac"  is  exquisitely  issued  to  the  public.     The  comely 

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leather,  $2.50.    J.  B.  Lippincott  Co. 

■f  ExoLisH  Poems.  With  etchings  by  M.  M.  Taylor.  Oblong  folio.  Bound  in  cloth, 
ornamented,  $2.60 ;  leather,  new  style,  $3.50.     J.  B.  Lippincott  Co. 

X  TisAVAc  OP  THE  YosEMiTE.  By  M.  B.  M.  Toland,  author  of  "  Legend  Laymone"  and 
other  handsomely  illustrated  books  for  the  holidays.  Square  octavo,  bound  in  illuminated 
cloth,  gilt  top,  rough  edges,  $2.60;  leatherette,  $3.00;  full  morocco,  gilt  edges,  $6.00.  J.  B. 
Lippincott  Co. 


NEW  PUBLICATIONS.  871 

square  octavo  volume  contains  full-p{^e  illastrative  drawings  by  Frederick 
Dielman,  H.  Bolton  Jones,  Hermann  Simon,  and  Henry  Sandham.  These  are 
reproduced  in  excellent  photogravures,  and  so  is  an  admirable  panel  title-page 
modelled  in  his  best  manner  by  John  J.  Boyle.  All  through  the  text  appear 
dainty  floral  designs  printed  in  delicate  neutral  tint.  The  volume,  moreover, 
is  made  absolutely  unique  and  of  peculiar  value  and  interest  by  reason  of  its 
striking  half-title  in  color, — a  remarkable  reproduction  of  a  portrait  gracefully 
designed  by  Will  H.  Low. 


The  chiefest  holiday-book  issued  by  the  Lippincotts  is  a  sumptuous  volume 
entitled  "  A  Mosaic,"  *  it  being  a  collection  of  twenty-two  photogravures,  beau- 
tiful reproductions  of  notable  and  representative  paintings  by  various  members 
of  the  Artists'  Fund  Society  of  Philadelphia.  Opposite  each  plate  is  a  bit  of 
appropriate  verse,  and  following  each  one  is  a  brief  description,  this  text  being 
the  tasteful  and  praiseworthy  work  of  the  editor,  Mr.  Harrison  S.  Morris. 
The  volume  is  conspicuous  among  the  few  superb  gifl-books  of  the  season.  It 
marks  a  distinct  advance  in  the  fine  art  of  reproducing  paintings  by  photo- 
engraving processes,  and  all  the  pictures  are  here  reproduced  for  the  first 
time.  The  mechanical  finish  of  the  volume  is  faultless.  The  list  of  subjects 
includes  "  Art,"  by  Stephen  J.  Ferris ;  "  In  the  Museum,"  by  Frank  L.  Kirk- 
patrick ;  "  Roses  at  the  Window,"  by  George  C.  Lambdin ;  "  Making  Harbor 
out  of  the  Fog,"  by  James  B.  Sword ;  "  The  Day  of  the  Meschianza,"  by  Fred. 
James ;  "  A  Philosopher  in  Fur,"  by  Hermann  Simon  ;  "  Ramparts  of  the  Sea," 
by  Wm.  T.  Richards ;  "  Contentment,"  by  H.  T.  Cariss ;  "  Home,  Sweet  Home," 
by  George  B.  Wood  ;  "  The  Return  of  May,"  by  E.  B.  Bensell ;  "  The  Wissa- 
hickon,"  by  W.  H.  Willcox ;  "  On  Board  an  Ocean  Greyhound,"  by  George 
Wright;  "  An  Etrurian,"  by  Henry  Thouron ;  "  The  Light  of  Day  is  Fading," 
by  F.  De  B.  Richards;  "The  Monarch  of  the  Plains,"  by  N.  H.  Trotter;  "A 
By- Way  Over-Hill,"  by  Isaac  L.  Williams  ;  "  Where  Wild  Blackberries  Grow," 
by  W.  A.  Porter ;  "  Waiting,"  by  F.  F.  De  Crano ;  "  Through  the  Woods,"  by 
J.  W.  Lauderbach;  "Far  from  the  Madding  Crowd,"  by  Thomas  B.  Craig; 
«  The  End  of  the  Day,"  by  C.  C.  Cooper,  Jr. ;  "  Over  the  Hills  and  Far  Away," 
by  Carl  Weber. 


The  science  of  political  economy  languishes  in  the  hands  of  college  pro- 
fessors. It  cannot  be  made  exact  so  long  as  its  teachers  are  men  who  lead  the 
monastic  life  and  cultivate  the  abstract  point  of  view.  With  such  as  these 
Mr.  Rufus  Cope  takes  issue  in  his  forceful  treatise  on  "The  Distribution  of 
Wealth."  t    An  abler,  more  originally  thoughtful  and  suggestive  essay  on  the 


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pBOFrrs  ARE  DETERUiNED.     By  Rufus  Cope.    J.  B.  Lippincott  Co. 


872  ^^W  PUBLICATIONS. 

profounder  problems  of  political  science  has  not  been  written  in  many  years. 
It  boldly  separates  those  immutable  principles  which  inhere  in  the  nature  of 
things  from  the  doctrines  which  deal  not  with  fixed  conditions  alone,  but  with 
all  the  changing  phases  of  a  growing  civilization.  "  Political  economy,"  says 
Mr.  Cope,  "  is  not  a  stationary  science :  it  was  not  embalmed  in  the  writings 
of  Ricardo,  Malthus,  and  Smith."  Nothing  could  be  more  refreshing  than 
the  vigorous  manner  in  which  this  author  discusses  the  economical  questions 
of  the  day.  All  the  ill-directed  scholastic  learning  of  the  pseudo-scientists 
vanishes  in  the  light  of  his  simple,  direct,  and  cogent  statement  of  facts.  In 
particular,  his  comments  on  the  various  theories  accounting  for  the  rate  of 
wages  will  be  found  luminous  and  helpful.  A  final  interesting  chapter  is  on 
the  secular  and  religious  education  of  the  people.  It  is  of  the  essence  of  the 
advanced  thought  of  the  times.  "  The  Church,"  says  Mr.  Cope,  "  must  get  its 
dead  theology  out  of  the  way.  It  must  cease  to  antagonize  demonstrated 
truths ;  it  must  cease  to  magnify  absurd  dogmas  and  to  belittle  ethics." 


It  is  the  spirit  of  these  words  which  breathes  through  the  imaginative  pages 
of  General  M.  D.  Leggett's  remarkably  clever  book.*  It  is  a  daring  tour  de 
force  in  sociological  literature;  a  clear  analysis  of  the  social  and  religious 
tendencies  of  the  day,  with  a  prophecy  of  their  outcome, — set  forth  in  the 
attractive  guise  of  fiction.  We  are  taken  to  the  planet  Mars,  and  we  watch  the 
gradual  decadence  of  a  civilization  "  Christianized"  like  our  own  through  the 
influence  of  dogma  and  not  through  the  vital  spirit  of  Christ's  teaching.  Then 
the  experiment  is  begun  which  constitutes  the  sociological  theory  of  the  author. 
This  is  worthy  of  careful  study ;  it  is  plainly  the  product  of  a  broad  and  deep 
experience  of  life.  The  remedy  for  existing  evils,  it  seems  to  say,  must  be  sought 
in  educational  methods  and  influences ;  and  the  education  of  boys  and  girls 
should  begin  a  thousand  years  before  they  are  born, — and  it  actually  does. 


No  American  romancer  is  more  popular  than  Captain  Charles  King ;  and 
the  cause  of  his  popularity  is  not  far  to  seek.  He  has  always  a  genuinely  good 
story  to  tell,  and  he  always  succeeds  in  telling  it  with  a  directness  and  a  sim- 
plicity which  the  wise  public  rightly  appraises  at  a  higher  value  than  mere 
tricks  of  style.  Captain  King  has  made  charming  even  the  commonplace ;  while 
to  all  that  is  really  romantic  in  the  life  of  the  American  soldier,  from  flirtations 
at  West  Point  to  a  campaign  in  the  Indian  country,  he  has  given  a  permanent 
place  in  literature.    Hb  new  novel  f  is  wholly  delightful  reading. 


Ease  and  grace  of  style,  an  intimate  acquiuntance  with  human  nature,  and 
the  dramatic  ability  to  clothe  her  characters  with  flesh  and  blood  and  breathe 

*  A  Dream  or  a  Modest  Prophet.    By  M.  D.  Leggett.    J.  B.  Lippinoott  Co. 
t  Captaiit  Blake.    By  Captain  Charles  King.    Illustrated.    J.  B.  Lippincott  Co. 


THE  AUTOCRAT  OF  THE  DRAWINQ-ROOM.  §73 

life  into  them,  are  among  the  qualities  that  lend  special  interest  to  Mrs.  Yeeder's 
novel.*  She  is  equally  happy  in  the  more  serious  personages  she  introduces, 
the  gay  and  capricious,  or  the  occasional  odd  and  original  types  who  become  the 
vehicle  of  much  humor  and  homely  common  sense.  There  is  enough  variety 
of  scene  and  incident  to  hold  the  attention  undiminished  to  the  end,  and  the 
story  is  a  worthy  one. 


In  his  "Two  Lost  Centuries  of  Britain,"!  Mr.  Wm.  H.  Babcock  shows 
clearly  that  the  romance  of  history  is  not  less  agreeable  reading  than  the  best 
of  historical  romance.  Authentic  or  not,  the  accepted  facts  concerning  Cu- 
nedda,  Hengist,  and  King  Arthur  are  related  with  fine  narrative  skill  by  Mr. 
Babcock. 


There  are  many  persons  who  will  not  only  enjoy  but  find  profit  in  the  read- 
ing of  "  Hermetic  Philosophy."  %  It  is  a  compact,  carefully-written  treatise, 
hintful  to  every  reflective  reader. 


TRE  AUTOCRAT  OF  THE  DRAWING-ROOM.^ 

Me.  Ward  McAllister,  gentleman,  has  suddenly  become  famous.  From 
the  management  of  small  social  matters  in  New  York  he  has  emerged  as  the 
arbiter  of  cooking  and  etiquette  for  the  nation.  Millions  have  been  pausing  to 
listen  to  his  disquisitions  on  (he  rival  merits  of  filet  de  boeuf  h  la  B^amaise  and 
m  de  veau  d,  la  Ihulouse  ;  thousands  of  housewives  have  been  trembling  lest  in 
setting  dinner  before  their  husbands  they  should  commit  the  fatal  mistake  of 
"  letting  two  white  or  brown  sauces  follow  each  other  in  succession ;"  two  cities 
have  been  convulsed  by  the  question  whether  terrapin  should  be  prepared 
according  to  the  laws  of  the  Baltimore  stew  or  those  of  the  Trenton  stew ;  and 
the  world  of  fashion  has  been  astounded  by  the  new  code  of  manners  and 
morals  propounded  for  its  guidance  by  this  latter-day  Petronius. 

His  qualifications  for  the  task  which  he  has  undertaken  are  high. 

"  I  have  dined  at  Windsor  Castle,"  he  writes,  "  with  Queen  Victoria's  cook. 
I  have  heard  her  footmen,  in  green  and  gold,  re-echo  from  hall  to  kitchen  the 

*  Her  Brothbr  Doxnard.     By  Emily  E.  Veeder.     J.  B.  Lippincott  Company, 
t  The  Two  Lost  Centuries  op  Britain.     By  Wm.  H.  Babcock.    $1.25.    J.  B.  Lippin- 
eott  Co. 

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"  Fragments"  from  the  Schools  of  Egypt,  Chaldea,  Greece,  Italy,  Scandinavia,  etc.  Designed 
for  Students  of  the  Hermetic,  Pythagorean,  and  Platonic  Sciences  and  Western  Occultism. 
By  an  Acolyte  of  the  "  H.  B.  of  L."     12mo.     Cloth,  $1.00.     J.  B.  Lippincott  Co. 

2  Society  as  I  hate  found  it.  By  Ward  McAllister.  (Cassell  A  Co.)  Owing  to  the 
late  receipt  of  the  book,  this  review  was  crowded  out  of  its  proper  plaoe,  and  had  to  be  in- 
serted  outside  of  the  regular  department  for  such  notices.  In  a  note  to  the  editor  the  writer 
of  the  review  says,  "  I  have  let  the  book  tell  its  own  story  and  expose  its  own  ineffable  folly." 


874  THE  AUTOCRAT  OF  THE  DRAWING-ROOM. 

note  that  dinner  was  served ;  and  then,"  he  adds,  with  a  sigh, — "  then  I  was  told 
to  go." 

That  he  was  predestined  for  such  eminence  as  that  which  he  has  gained  by 
dining  with  a  royal  cook  and  scenting  royal  viands  from  afar  is  evident  from 
his  description  of  his  parentage. 

"  My  mother,"  he  writes,  "  was  the  most  beautiful,  Murillo-like  woman  I 
have  ever  seen ;  and  she  was  as  good  as  she  was  beautiful ;  an  angel  in  works 
of  charity  and  sympathy  for  her  race.  Charlotte  Corday's  picture  in  the 
Louvre  is  a  picture  of  my  mother.  The  likeness  arose  from  the  fact  that  her 
family  were  descended  on  the  maternal  side  from  the  Corday  family  of  France." 

Mr.  McAllister's  French  descent  is  probably  responsible  for  his  subsequent 
skill  in  the  concoction  of  French  dishes.  In  French  grammar  he  was  less 
expert ;  but  then,  as  he  justly  says,  "  no  gentleman  talks  grammatically,  don't 
you  know  ?" 

Concerning  his  father  he  writes  that  "  the  clergyman  of  the  largest  colored 
church  in  the  city  of  Savannah  offered  up  prayers  for  him  every  Sunday." 
One  of  his  brothers  "  did  the  family  great  credit  by  becoming,  being,  and  dying 
a  Christian."  Another  brother  '*  grew  up  with  the  poet  Milton  always  under 
his  arm."  As  for  Ward  McAllister,  he  writes,  "  I  let  ambition  go,  and  through 
life  and  to  the  present  moment  swear  by  my  goddess  Venus." 

This  must,  jndeed,  have  been  a  remarkable  household.  With  one  son 
leaving  paganism  to  become  a  Christian,  with  a  second  transporting  the  re- 
mains of  a  deceased  English  poet  from  place  to  place  under  his  arm,  with  a 
third  devoting  himself  to  so  frivolous  a  deity  as  Venus, — who  shall  wonder 
that  the  colored  preacher  offered  weekly  prayers  for  their  father  ? 

Faithful  to  the  ritual  of  his  chosen  goddess,  Mr.  McAllister  spent  his 
youth  in  "  dancing  and  reciting  poetry  to  beautiful  women."  Few,  alas !  are 
the  specimens  that  remain  to  show  how  he  cultivated  the  muse  in  Catullus's 
vein.  Here  is  a  verse  of  a  lyric  which  he  delivered  while  kneeling  on  a 
cushion  at  a  young  lady's  feet : 

These  flowers,  dear  lady,  unto  thee  I  bring. 
With  hopes  as  timid  as  the  dawning  spring, 
Which,  oft  repelled  by  many  a  chilling  blast, 
Btill  trusts  its  offerings  may  succeed  at  last. 

Strange  to  say,  our  chronicler  records  that  "  the  young  woman  laughed 
immoderately ;  but  I,  not  in  the  least  perturbed,  grasping  my  bouquet  of  flowers 
with  one  hand,  and  placing  my  other  hand  over  my  heart,  looked  into  the 
depths  of  her  lovely  eyes,  and,  in  low  and  tender  words,  continued  to  pour  out 
my  soul  in  poetry." 

His  father,  not  long  after  this,  took  him  to  live  in  San  Francisco.  Eggs  at 
that  time  cost  two  dollars  apiece  in  the  Far  West.  "  Consequently,"  writes  Mr. 
McAllister,  '*  gloom  settled  upon  me."  He  tried  to  console  himself"  with  a  large 
barrel  of  EngliHh  brown  stout."  At  night  he  wrapped  himself  in  a  bed-quilt 
"  made  of  a  lovely  Chinese  floss-silk  shawl."  But  the  price  of  eggs  preyed  on  his 
mind  until  he  obtained  his  flrst  retainer ;  and  then,  "as  I  laid  the  money  ounce 
by  ounce  on  the  desk,  my  noble  parent  danced  a  pirouette,  for  he  was  as  jolly 
an  old  fellow  as  ever  lived."  Thereafter,  eggs  were  plentiful  in  the  McAllister 
household. 

He  next  went  to  see  the  Queen  of  England.    Unfortunately,  the  royal 


THE  AUTOCRAT  OF  THE  DRAWJNQ-ROOM.  876 

family  did  not  receive  him  as  eagerly  as  he  expected.  They  did  not,  in  fact, 
receive  him  at  all.  "  But,"  he  records,  "I  stood  within  a  few  yards  of  them; 
and  I  feel  sure  that  we  ate,  that  day,  at  the  inn,  the  pheasants  which  had  been 
shot  by  Prince  Albert,"    This^vas  all  the  bliss  that  he  attained. 

Going  to  Rome,  he  learned,  to  his  amazement,  that  the  American  minister 
declared  there  was  no  such  thing  as  an  American  gentleman. 

"  Hearing  this,"  writes  Mr.  McAllister,  "  I  resolved  that  he  should  get  no 
chance  to  meet  me ;"  and,  leaving  the  wretched  minister  to  his  fate,  he  returned 
to  America. 

And  now  a  great  event  occurred  in  our  annalist's  life.  During  his  English 
travels  he  had  met,  in  addition  to  the  royal  cook,  Lord  Frederick  Cavendish, 
son  of  the  Duke  of  Devonshire  (is  it  not  sad  to  find  the  hapless  victim  of  the 
Phoenix  Park  murderers  dragged  into  this  ridiculous  book?) ;  the  Hon.  Evelyn 
Ashley,  a  son  of  the  Earl  of  Shaftesbury,  the  well-known  philanthropist ;  and 
Mr.  G.  W.  des  Vceux,  now  governor  of  Hong-Kong.  He  invited  them  to 
Savannah.  His  great  idea  was  to  impress  the  British  consul  of  that  city  with 
a  sense  of  his  importance;  "for  this  same  consul  had  ignored  me,  hearing  I 
had  the  audacity  to  give  at  my  table y?/«^  de  bceuf  aux  truffes  et  champignons." 

In  the  excitement  of  relating  this  incident  Mr.  McAllister  forgets  to  explain 
why  it  was  so  heinous  to  provide  this  dish  for  his  guests,  and  why  the  British 
consul  should  have  ignored  him  on  account  of  it. 

"  I  returned  home,"  he  writes,  not  heeding  the  aforenamed  point,  "  feeling 
sure  that  those  young  noblemen  would  be  but  a  few  hours  under  my  roof  before  Her 
Majesty's  consul  would  give  me  the  honor  of  a  visit.  In  fact,  my  guests  had 
not  been  with  me  an  hour  when  the  consul  rushed  up  my  front  steps.  Meeting 
me  at  the  door,  he  threw  his  arms  around  my  neck,  exclaiming,  '  My  dear  boy, 
I  was  in  love  with  your  mother  thirty  years  ago ;  you  are  her  image :  carry  me 
to  your  noble  guests.' " 

By  another  oversight  Mr.  McAllister  omits  to  mention  how  he  carried  the 
consul, — whether  he  carried  him  on  his  back  or  wheeled  him  in  a  chair.  But 
the  mention  of  his  mother's  courtship  was  too  much  for  him.  He  forgave  the 
consul  on  the  spot,  and  carried  him  to  his  "  noble  guests." 

"  Ever  after,"  he  says,  "  I  had  the  respect  and  esteem  of  this  dear  old  man, 
who,  for  Savannah,  was  rich  as  Croesus,  and  before  all  things  esteemed  and 
valued  a  good  dinner  and  a  fine  glass  of  Madeira.  My  filets  de  boeuf,  and  the 
scions  of  noble  English  houses,  placed  me  in  the  front  social  rank  in  that  little 
aristocratic  town,  and  brought  forth  from  one  of  its  oldest  inhabitants  the  excla- 
mation, '  My  dear  boy,  your  aunts,  the  Telfairs,  could  give  breakfasts,  but  you, 
— ^you  can  give  dinners.' " 

Having  vanquished  the  consul,  he  next  wrote  to  a  neighbor  who  had  a 
deer-park,  and  asked  for  an  invitation. 

"  Back  came  the  invitation  :  '  Come  to  me  at  once  with  your  noble  friends. 
I  and  my  whole  county  will  receive  them  and  do  them  honor!'" 

The  host  met  the  party.  "  'By  Jove!  by  Jove!'  he  cried,  'Mac,  introduce 
me  to  your  noble  friends.'  And  I  repeatedly  heard  him  exclaim,  'No  jackass 
stock  here,  sir ;  all  thoroughbreds :  I  could  tell  'em  in  the  dark.'  He  then 
addressed  them  as  follows:  'Will  your  lordships  ride  or  drive?'  They 
drove. 

"  When  the  cloth  was  removed  at  dinner,  I  trembled.  For  my  dear  old 
father  had  always  told  me  that  on  his  circuits  he  always  avoided  this  house,  for 


g70  THE  AUTOCRAT  OF   THE  DRAWINO-ROOM. 

in  it  one  could  never  find  so  much  as  a  glass  of  whiskey.    What,  then,  was  my 
surprise  to  have  placed  before  us  a  superb  bottle  of  sherry  !" 

Surely  this  passage  is  matchless.  Our  historian  invites  himself  to  dinner, 
and  then  "  trembles"  lest  there  should  be  no  whiskey  for  his  ''  noble  friends." 

He  now  takes  his  readers  to  Newport,  and  on  his  way  thither  calls  atten- 
tion to  the  reprehensible  act  of  an  English  sea-captain,  who  "  while  going  from 
his  vessel  in  full  evening  dress,  with  his  white  gloves  carefully  buttoned,  sprang 
overboard  and  saved  one  of  his  men  from  drowning." 

He  had  purchased  a  small  farm  at  Newport,  and  gave  little  dinners  there, 
"  not  hesitating  to  ask  the  very  crtme  de  la  crime  of  New  York  society."  Un- 
fortunately, he  had  no  stock. 

"  I  felt,"  he  says,  "  that  it  would  never  do  to  have  a  gathering  of  the  brightest 
and  cleverest  people  with  neither  a  cow  nor  a  sheep  in  the  place  :  so  I  at  once 
hired  an  entire  flock  of  Southdown  sheep,  and  two  yoke  of  cattle,  and  several 
cows  from  the  neighboring  farm." 

Thus,  with  sheep  and  cattle,  "  the  brightest  and  cleverest  people"  had  con- 
genial company  at  Mr.  McAllister's  farm.  "  If  you  were  not  of  the  inner  circle," 
he  says,  "  it  took  the  combined  eiforts  of  all  your  friends'  backing  and  pushing 
to  get  you  an  invitation  to  the  farm.  For  years  whole  families  sat  on  the  stool 
of  probation,  awaiting  trial  and  acceptance,  and  many  were  then  rejected;  but, 
once  received,  you  were  put  on  an  intimate  footing  with  all" — including  the 
sheep  and  cattle. 

His  model  in  these  days  was  Mr.  Isaac  Brown,  the  sexton  of  Grace  Church, 
in  New  York.  "  Brown  knew  everything  and  everybody.  You  would  hear  him 
sotio  voce  remarking  upon  men  as  they  passed :  '  Old  family,  good  old  stock  ;' 
or, '  He's  a  new  man  ;  he  had  better  mind  his  p's  and  q's,  or  I  will  trip  him  up.' 
*  Ah,  here's  a  fellow  who  intends  to  dance  his  way  into  society.'  'Here  comes 
a  handsome  boy  ;  the  women  are  crazy  about  him,'"  etc. 

Under  the  careful  tuition  of  Mr.  Brown,  the  sexton,  Mr.  McAllister  ad- 
vanced in  social  wisdom  and  station  until  he  actually  received  an  invitation 
to  the  ball  given  to  the  Prince  of  Wales  by  the  citizens  of  New  York.  His  first 
thought  was  of  supper.  "  I  tried,"  he  writes,  "  to  get  into  the  supper-room 
stealthily ;  but  the  vigilant  eye  of  John  Jacob  Astor  met  mine.  He  bid  me 
wait  my  turn."  Then  he  requested  General  Scott  to  introduce  him  to  the  Prince. 
"'What  name,  sir?'  asked  the  general,  sharply.  I  gave  him  my  name,  but 
at  the  sound  of  '  Mac,'  not  thinking  it  distinguished  enough,  he  quietly  said, 
'  Pass  on,  sir.' " 

"  The  mistake  made  by  the  world  at  large,"  says  the  writer,  "  is  that  fashion- 
able people  are  selfish,  frivolous,  and  indifferent  to  the  welfare  of  their  fellow- 
creatures  :  all  of  which  is  a  popular  error."  And,  as  if  to  prove  that  fashion- 
able people  are  unselfish,  he  desgribes  a  series  of  gorgeous  entertainments  given 
by  him  in  November,  1862, — at  a  period  when  his  fellow-countrymen  were  in 
the  stress  of  civil  war. 

It  was  about  this  time  that  some  anonymous  lines  were  sent  to  him.  There 
were  those  who  suspected  that  the  lines  were  written  by  the  hand  which  penned 
the  madrigal  quoted  above.    They  began, — 

There  never  was  seen  80  fair  a  sight 
As  at  Delmonico's  last  night. 
And  bj  whose  magic  wand  is  this 
All  conjured  up, — the  height  of  bliss  1 


THE  AUTOCRAT  OF  THE  DRAWING-ROOM.  577 

'Tis  he  who  now  before  you  looms, 
The  Autocrat  of  Drawing-Rootus. 

"  I  would  here,"  he  says,  "  make  some  suggestions  as  to  the  proper  way 
of  introducing  a  young  girl  into  New  York  society.  Had  I  charged  a  fee  for 
every  consultation  with  anxious  mothers  on  this  subject,  I  would  be  a  rich 
man." 

He  formulates  these  rules : 

1.  "  It  is  cruel  to  take  a  girl  to  a  ball  where  she  knows  no  one." 

2.  "  In  marriage  it  works  well  to  have  the  man  more  in  love  with  you  than 
you  are  with  him." 

3.  "  In  fashionable  life,  conspicuous  jealousy  is  a  mistake." 

4.  "  It  is  in  excessively  bad  taste  for  a  young  girl's  relatives  to  refer  to  the 
cost  of  dinners  and  balls  given  to  welcome  her  into  society." 

6.  "  The  first  evidence  of  wealth  is  your  equipage." 

6.  "  Always  avoid  shabby  people  on  the  street." 

7.  "  It  is  well  to  be  in  with  the  nobs  who  are  born  to  their  position  ;  but 
the  support  of  the  swells  is  more  advantageous." 

8.  "  If  you  want  to  be  fashionable,  be  always  in  the  company  of  fashionable 
people." 

With  these  hints  for  the  edification  of  young  American  manhood  and  young 
Americah  girlhood  he  passes  to  the  question  of  dinners: 

"  Success  in,  entertaining  is  accomplished  by  magnetism  and  tact.  I  myself 
once  lost  a  charming  friend  by  giving  a  better  soup  than  he  did." 

"  Discordant  elements— people  invited  alphabetically  or  to  pay  off  debts — 
are  fatal." 

"I  invariably  discard  two  soups  and  insist  to  the  protesting  cAc/"that  there 
shall  be  but  one." 

"  I  have  known  a  man,  whose  dinners  were  famous  by  reason  of  his  being 
always  able  to  give  at  them  a  faultless  Madeira,  disappear  with  his  wine.  When 
his  wine  gave  out,  he  collapsed." 

"A  dinner  invitation,  once  accepted,  is  a  sacred  obligation.  If  you  die 
before  the  dinner  takes  place,  your  executor  must  attend  the  dinner." 

"  At  a  large  dinner,  where  the  only  lady  is  the  hostess,  should  she  rise  and 
receive  each  guest?    This  is  still  a  vexed  question." 

"Men  with  whom  you  are  only  on  a  business  footing  you  should  dine  at 
your  club,  and  not  inflict  them  on  your  family." 

"  I  daily  comment  to  my  cook  on  the  performance  of  the  previous  day. 
No  one,  especially  in  this  country,  can  accomplish  great  results  without  time 
and  attention  to  these  details." 

The  question  of  dress  then  occupies  his  mind.  "  A  short  time  ago,"  he 
writes,  "a  handsome,  well-dressed  Englishman,  well  up  in  all  matters  pertaining 
to  society,  went  with  me  to  see  me  try  on  a  dress-coat."  Evidently  Mr.  McAllister 
expected  that  his  dress-coat  would  make  a  profound  impression  upon  the  Eng- 
lishman. But  the  Englishman  surveyed  him,  sighed,  and  laid  down  this  rule : 
"  You  must  never  be  able  to  see  the  tails  of  your  dress-coat.  If  you  do,  discard 
the  coat." 

Had  a  school-teacher  found  himself  caned  by  his  smallest  pupil,  he  could 
not  have  been  more  enraged  than  Mr.  McAllister,  who  had  hardly  recovered 
from  the  shock  before  his  friend  dealt  him  another  blow.  "  If  you  are  stout," 
said  the  friend, — and  Mr.  McAllister's  tendency  to  embonpoint  has  long  given 


878  THE  AUTOCRAT  OF   THE  DRAWING-ROOM. 

uneasiness  to  his  friends, — "never  wear  a  white  waistcoat,  or  a  conspicuous 
watch-chain.  In  hats,  always  follow  the  fashion ;  never  mind  whether  it  is 
becoming  or  not."  This  was  unkiuder  still ;  for  Mr.  McAllister's  hats  had  long 
been  a  byword  in  society. 

But,  nothing  daunted,  this  American  Beau  Brummell  rattles  on,  making  out 
bills  of  fare,  dictating  model  cards  of  invitation,  telling  men  how  to  behave  and 
women  how  to  dress,  until,  with  a  sigh,  he  reaches  this  conclusion :  "  The  sur- 
prise to  me  is  that  our  cleverest  men  do  not  ofteaer  seek  society  and  become  its 
brilliant  ornaments." 

Is  Mr.  McAllister's  surprise  shared  by  the  public?  Does  anybody  who 
reads  his  lucubrations  wonder  that  "  our  cleverest  men"  stand  aloof  from  the 
society  which  Mr.  McAllister  claims  to  represent?  A  leader  of  society  who 
boasts  of  dining  with  cooks ;  whose  style  and  whose  knowledge  would  make  a 
school-boy  blush  ;  who  believes  that  gluttony  is  a  sign  of  good  breeding ;  who 
advises  young  people  to  avoid  old  friends  who  are  shabby ;  who  relates  how  he 
put  up  a  girl  for  sale  in  the  matrimonial  market ;  who  spied  around  the  kitchens 
of  Windsor  Castle  till  he  "  was  told  to  go ;''  who  "  swears  by  his  goddess  Venus ;" 
who  truckles  to  a  foreign  aristocracy;  who,  by  an  unwearied  pursuit  of  the  most 
frivolous  pleasures,  has  prepared  for  himself  an  unhonored  old  age, — such  a 
leader  need  fear  no  competitor  among  "  our  cleverest  men,"  or,  indeed,  among 
God-fearing  men  and  women,  at  any  time,  anywhere. 

Let  this  review,  then,  end  with  an  admiring  lady's  poetical  tribute  to  Mr. 
McAllister,  modestly  quoted  by  aimself : 

He  does  not  reign  in  Russia  cold,        * 

Nor  yet  in  far  CatBay, 
But  o'er  this  town  he's  come  to  hold 

An  undisputed  sway. 

When  in  their  might  the  ladies  rose 

"  To  put  the  despot  down," 
As  blandly  as  Ah  Sin  he  goes 

His  way  without  a  frown. 

Alas !  though  he's  but  one  alone. 

He's  one  too  many  still. 
He's  fought  the  fight:  he's  held  his  own, 

And  to  the  end  he  will. 


CURRENT  NOTES.  87J| 


CUREENT  NOTES. 


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SAYS,— 


I  regard  the  Koyal  Baking  Powder  as  the  best  manufactured 
and  in  the  market,  so  far  as  I  have  any  experience  in  the  use  of 
such  compounds. 

Since  the  introduction  of  it  into  my  kitchen,  three  years  ago, 


I  have  used  no  other  in  making  biscuits,  cake,  etc.,  and  have 


entirely  discarded  for  such  purposes  the  home-made  combination 
of  one-third  soda,  two-thirds  cream  of  tartar. 

Every  box  has  been  in  perfect  condition  when  it  came  into 
my  hands,  and  the  contents  have  given  complete  satisfaction. 

It  is  an  act  of  simple  justice  and  also  a  pleasure  to  recom- 
mend it  unqualifiedly  to  American  housewives. 


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880  CURRENT  NOTES. 

Notice  to  Contributors. — The  managers  of  LippincoWs  Magazine  can- 
not hold  themselves  responsible  for  manuscripts  lost  in  the  mails.  All  manu- 
scripts sent  to  the  magazine  are  accorded  prompt  attention,  and  are  returned, 
if  not  available,  as  soon  as  they  have  received  due  examination.  To  insure  the 
speedy  return  of  manuscripts,  stamps  should  be  enclosed  for  remailing. 


Prang's  Holiday  Publications.— The  enterprising  firm  of  L.  Prang  & 
Co.  have  now  ready  a  beautiful  assortment  of  holiday  publications,  including 
fine  art  books,  booklets,  and  picture-cards.  A  noticeable  book  is  an  exquisitely- 
illustrated  edition  of  Robert  Browning's  "  Saul."  The  illustrations  are  photo- 
gravures from  original  drawings  by  Frank  O.  Small.  The  book  is  beautifully 
printed  and  bound.  Another  book  which  will  make  a  most  acceptable  Christ- 
mas-present is  "  The  Golden  Flower, — Chrysanthemum."  The  many  varieties 
of  this  gorgeous  flower  are  presented  in  finely-colored  illustrations,  each  picture 
being  accompanied  by  appropriate  bits  of  verse  selected  from  such  well-known 
poets  as  R.  H.  Stoddard,  Edith  M.  Thomas,  Robert  Browning,  Oliver  Wendell 
Holmes,  and  others.  Among  the  dainty  and  pretty  booklets  may  be  mentioned 
"The  Spirit  of  the  Pine,"  by  Esther  B.  Tiffany,  illustrated  by  William  S. 
Tiffany;  "A  Drift- Wood  Fire,"  by  George  A.  Buffum,  illustrated  by  F.  Schuyler 
Mathews;  "The  Winds  of  the  Seasons,"  by  Frank  T.  Robinson,  illustrated  by 
Louis  K.  Harlow ;  "  Summer  Thoughts  for  Yule- Tide,"  by  S.  Elgar  Benet,  with 
illustrations  by  Louis  K.  Harlow ;  "  The  Story  of  a  Dory,"  by  Edward  Everett 
Hale,  and  salted  down  picturesquely  by  F.  Schuyler  Mathews;  "My  Light- 
house, and  other  Poems,"  by  Celia  Thaxter,  illustrated  by  the  author,  ^mong 
the  picture-cards  the  most  noticeable  and  attractive  is  Miss  Ida  Waugh's  prize 
card  entitled  "Playing  School."  It  represents  a  group  of  pretty  children 
engaged  in  this  game,  and  will  make  a  fit  companion-piece  to  Miss  Waugh's 
former  prize  cards. 

Cardinal  Newman's  Contemporaries. — A  man  is  entered  in  a  biograph- 
ical dictionary  by  the  date  of  his  birth ;  but  it  is  really  the  date  of  his  death 
that  ranges  him  in  the  memories  of  mankind.  Macaulay  and  Newman  belong 
to  a  different  epoch,  but  were  born  within  a  month  or  two  of  each  other. 
Newman  was  a  baby  when  Keats,  a  child  of  four  or  five,  who  had  not  yet  heard 
of  Lemprifere,  was  standing  with  a  drawn  sword  at  the  door  of  his  mother's 
bedroom  to  shield  her  from  disturbance  during  an  illness.  Shelley,  just  over 
eight,  was  already  exciting  the  admiration  of  his  sisters  by  his  declamation  of 
Latin  verse.  Byron  was  beginning  his  troublesome  teens,  scribbling  his  first 
verses,  and  being  well  hated,  at  Harrow.  Newman  hardly  ranks  as  the  con- 
temporary of  these,  though  he  was  twenty  when  Keats  died,  was  of  age  when 
Shelley  died,  and  when  Byron  died  was  twenty-three.  With  Coleridge,  Southey, 
and  Wordsworth,  though  these  were  all  born  between  thirty  and  thirty-five 
years  before  him,  he  lived  in  the  world  for  thirty-three,  forty-two,  and  forty- 
nine  years.  In  1836,  Faber,  returning  to  Oxford  from  the  Long,  which  he  had 
spent  at  the  lakes,  reported  that  "  Wordsworth  spoke  of  Newman's  sermons, 
Bome  of  which  he  had  read  and  liked  exceedingly."  Walter  Scott  was  thirty 
when  Newman  was  born,  and  when  Scott  died  Newman  was  beginning  the 
Tractarian  movement  which  was  to  give  Abbotsford  to  Rome. — The  Con- 
temporary Review. 


CURRENT  NOTES. 


8S1 


The  Lokg  and  Short  of  It  ia  that  good  blood  is  essential  to  good 
health.  When  that  fluid  is  thin  or  impure,  the  system  lacks  power  to  resist 
the  inroads  of  disease.  To  cleanse  the  blood  of  any  hereditary  taint  and  keep 
it  uniformly  sound  and  vigorous,  Ayer'a 
Sarsaparilla  has  no  equal.  A  highly- 
concentrated  and  skilfully-prepared  al- 
terative, its  effects  are  at  once  speedy 
and  permanent.  No  other  medicine  so 
thoroughly  eradicates  scrofula,  which, 
more  than  anything  else,  is  the  cause  of 
pulmonary  consumption  and  catarrh. 

"I  have  often  prescribed  Ayer's 
Sarsaparilla  for  scrofula,  and  believe  its 
faithful  use  will  thoroughly  eradicate 
this  terrible  disease.  I  have  also  taken 
it  as  an  alterative  and  blood-purifier, 
and  I  must  say  that  I  honestly  believe 
it  to  be  the  best  blood-medicine  ever 
compounded." — W.  F.  Fowler,  M.D., 
D.D.S.,  Greenville,  Tenn. 

"  My  little  girl  was  troubled  with  a 
painful  swelling  under  one  of  her  arms. 
The  physician  being  unable  to  effect  a 
cure,  I  gave  her  one  bottle  of  Ayer's 
Sarsaparilla  and  the  complaint  disap- 
peared."— W.  F.  Kennedy,  McFarland's,  Va. 

"  I  can  truthfully  recommend  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla  for  the  cure  of  hereditary 
scrofiila,  having  proved  the  benefit  of  this  medicine  in  my  own  person." — N.  B. 
Waters,  Stratford,  N.H. 

Ayer's  Sarsaparilla,  prepared  by  Dr.  J.  C.  Ayer  &  Co.,  Lowell,  Mass.  Sold 
by  Druggists.    Price  $1.    Six  bottles,  $5.    Worth  $5  a  bottle. 

The  surest  remedy  for  indigestion,  costiveness,  and  sick  headache  is  Ayer's 
Pills.  The  harsh,  drastic  purgatives,  once  deemed  so  indispensable  to  a 
"  thorough  cleaning-out"  of  the  system,  have  given  place  to  milder  and  more 
scientifically-prepared  laxatives.  Foremost  among  such  laxatives  must  be 
named  Ayer's  Pills.  Being  composed  of  the  essential  principles  of  the  most 
effective  cathartics,  without  calomel  or  any  other  injurious  drug,  no  ill  effects 
ever  follow  their  use.  For  this  reason,  these  Pills  are  everywhere  recommended 
as  the  best  family  medicine.  Their  sugar-coating  makes  them  easy  to  take ;  it  also 
preserves  their  medicinal  strength  in  any  climate,  for  an  indefinite  length  of  time. 

Ayer's  Pills,  prepared  by  Dr.  J.  C.  Ayer  &  Co.,  Lowell,  Mass.  Sold  by 
Druggists  and  Dealers  in  Medicines. 


882  CURRENT  NOTES. 

The  Smallest  Flowering  Plant. — The  smallest  flowering  plant  is 
Wolffia  microscopica,  a  native  of  India.  It  belongs  to  the  duckweed  family. 
It  is  almost  microscopic  in  size,  destitute  of  proper  stem,  leaves,  and  roots,  but 
having  these  organs  merged  in  one,  forming  a  frond.  There  is  a  prolongation 
of  the  lower  surface,  the  purpose  of  which  seems  to  be  to  enable  the  plant  to 
float  upright  in  the  water.  The  fronds  multiply  by  sending  out  other  fronds 
from  a  slit  or  concavity,  and  with  such  rapidity  does  this  taice  place  that  a  few 
days  often  suflice  to  produce  from  a  few  individuals  enough  similar  ones  to 
cover  many  square  rods  of  pond-surface  with  the  minute  green  granules.  Small 
as  these  plants  are,  they  bear  flowers.  Two  are  produced  on  a  plant,  each  of 
them  very  simple,  one  of  a  single  stamen  and  the  other  of  a  single  pistil,  both 
of  which  burst  through  the  upper  surface  of  the  frond. 

An  Original  Parrot. — There  was  of  late  advertised  in  London  a  parrot 
who  could  make  original  observations, — not  mere  slavish  "  copy,"  but  the  most 
apt  remarks.  A  parrot-fancier  answered  this  advertisement,  and  the  advertiser 
brought  his  bird.  He  was  not  beautiful,  and  he  did  not  look  accomplished. 
He  no  sooner  opened  his  mouth,  however,  than  his  genius  discovered  itself. 

"  Supposing  that  this  bird  is  all  that  you  say  of  it,"  inquired  the  possible 
purchaser,  "what  do  you  want  for  it?"  "Fifty  pounds,"  said  the  dealer. 
"  Make  it  guineas  I"  exclaimed  the  parrot.  The  enraptured  bird-fancier  bought 
him  at  once. 

Weeks  rolled  on,  and  the  bird  never  said  another  word, — not  even  that 
solitary  sentence,  "  Make  it  guineas!"  which  the  purchaser  naturally  thought  he 
had  learned  by  rote, — as  was  the  case  with  that  world-famous  bird  that  cried, 
"  What  a  precious  lot  of  parrots!"  (on  finding  himself  in  a  bird-show),  and  for 
evermore  held  his  peace.  He  sent  for  the  dealer,  and  thus  frankly  addressed 
him :  "  Of  course  I  have  been  taken  in.  This  infernal  bird  is  dumb, — can't 
even  say  'What's  o'clock?'  or  '  Pretty  Poll.' " 

"  He  only  professes  to  make  original  observations,"  put  in  the  dealer. 

"Nonsense!  he  does  nothing  but  scratch  himself.  You  have  got  your 
money :  at  least  tell  me  how  he  contrived  to  say  *  Make,  it  guineas  1'  at  so  appro- 
priate a  moment.    I'll  forgive  you,  if  you'll  only  tell  me  the  truth." 

"  Very  good,  sir.  Then,  he  didn't  say  it  at  all :  I  said  it  for  him.  I'm  a  ven- 
triloquist.   My  parrots  all  make  original  observations,  but  only  in  my  presence." 

Then  the  parrot-fancier  shook  hands  with  the  dealer  and  gave  him  a  list  of 
other  parrot-fanciers  (his  personal  friends),  who  also  in  due  time  were  taken  in, 
which  of  course  was  very  soothing. 

High  Life  Below-Stairs.— The  lady-servant  system,  as  practically  ap- 
plied in  England,  has  met  with  a  certain  measure  of  success.  Its  introduction 
means  a'complete  revolution  in  domestic  government,  but  the  enthusiasts  who 
are  pressing  its  acceptance  on  a  sceptical  public  are  very  full  of  confidence. 
The  idea  is  to  induce  gentlewomen  to  take  positions  hitherto  regarded  as  menial, 
but,  under  the  new  order  of  things,  to  be  robbed  of  all  their  humiliating 
features.  The  advocates  of  this  new  measure  acknowledge  the  impracticability 
of  mixing  castes,  and  advise  parties  hiring  ladies  to  dismiss  all  their  old- 
fashioned  servants.  Those  households  where  the  new  maid  is  at  work  are 
recommended  as  models  of  order  and  decorum. 


CURRENT  NOTES. 


^83 


A      M  O  T  H  E  R'8 

Duty.  —  It  is  the 
duty  of  every  sym- 
pathetic mother  to 
maintain  the  healthy 
physical  equilibrium 
in  the  child  that 
makes  rosy  cheeks, 
bright  eyes,  clear 
complexion,  and  irre- 
pressible spirits  pos- 
sible, and  provides  a 
proper  foundation  for  robust  manhood. 

And  this  is  a  matter  which  natural  agents,  intelli- 
gently used,  have  put  largely  in  the  control  of  the 
mother. 

The  proper  means  employed  at  the  proper  moment 
save  suffering, — save  life. 

Dr.  Hand,  of  Scranton,  Pa.,  has  made  infantile  com- 
plaints the  special  and  continued  study  of  twenty-five 
years. 

His  Colic  Cure  never  fails  to  give  prompt  relief  to 
crying  babies :  it  not  only  allays  the  pain,  but  soothes  the  disturbed  nerves  of 
the  little  one  like  the  touch  of  a  tender  and  kindly  band,  and  insures  rest  to 
that  other  sufferer,  the  tired  mother. 

In  that  ever-dangerous  period  of  teething.  Dr.  Hand's  Teething  Lotion  gives 
wonderful  ease  to  baby :  the  soreness  of  the  gums  yields  to,  and  is  promptly 
removed  by,  its  application. 

.    The  approaching  season  brings  coughs,  colds,  and  croup :  Dr.  Hand's  Cough 
and  Croup  Mixture  brings  prompt  relief  and  cure. 

Diarrhoea,  which  can  result  from  so  many  causes,  at  any  time,  is  always 
checked  and  all  contingent  inflammation  allayed  by  Dr.  Hand's  Diarrhoea 
Mixture  as  easily  and  as  naturally  as,  in  the  other  extreme,  his  Pleasant  Physic 
promotes  a  healthy  action  of  the  bowels. 

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384  CURRENT  NOTES. 

The  Mottoes  in  the  Waverley  Novels. — A  very  large  number  of  the 
mottoes  to  the  "  Waverley  Novels,"  variously  purporting  to  be  extracts  from  old 
plays,  the  composition  of  anonymous  writers,  etc.,  were  composed  by  Sir  Walter 
Scott  himself.  Lockhart,  in  the  "  Life,"  volume  v.,  page  145,  thus  explains  the 
beginning  of  this  practice : 

"It  wa«  in  correcting  the  proof-sheets  of  'The  Antiquary'  that  Soott  first  took  to  equip* 
ping  his  chapters  with  mottoes  of  his  own  fabrication.  On  one  occasion  ho  happened  to  ask 
John  Ballantyne,  who  was  sitting  by  him,  to  hunt  for  a  particular  passage  in  Beaumont  and 
Fletcher.  John  did  as  he  was  bid,  but  he  did  not  succeed  in  discovering  the  lines.  'Hang 
it,  Johnny,'  cried  Scott, '  I  believe  I  can  make  a  motto  sooner  than  you  will  find  one.'  He 
did  so  accordingly;  and  from  that  hour,  whenever  memory  failed  to  suggest  an  appropriate 
epigraph,  he  had  recourse  to  the  inexhaustible  mines  of  'old  play'  or  'old  ballad,'  to  which 
we  owe  some  of  the  most  exquisite  verses  that  ever  flowed  from  his  pen." 

These  were  gathered  as  "  Miscellaneous  and  Lyrical  Pieces"  in  the  popular 
edition  of  the  poems,  to  which  Lockhart,  in  1841,  prefixed  a  short  notice  giving 
the  collection  his  imprimatur.  There  are  included  three  such  mottoes  from 
"  Old  Mortality,"  those  prefixed  respectively  to  chapters  v.,  xiv.,  and  xxxiv., 
which  are  signed,  in  that  order,  "James  Duff,"  "Old  Ballad,"  and  "Anony- 
mous." Till  Lockhart's  authority  has  been  superseded,  we  may  continue  to 
believe  that  these  headings  are  Sir  Walter's  own.  But,  indeed,  who.  else  could 
have  written  thus  ? — 

Sound,  sound  the  clarion,  fill  the  fife  1 

To  all  the  sensual  world  proclaim, 
One  crowded  hour  of  glorious  life 
.  Is  worth  an  age  without  a  name. 

Tbohas  Baths. 

There  is  not  the  slightest  doubt  that  the  fine  quatrain, 

"Sound,  sound  the  clarion,  fill  the  fife  !"  etc., 

which  forms  the  motto  to  the  thirty-fourth  (thirty-third  in  some  editions)  chap- 
ter of  "Old  Mortality,"  is  Scott's  own.  In  the  eighty-fourth  (concluding) 
chapter  of  his  "Life  of  Scott,"  Lockhart  says,  "  Let  us  remember  his  own  im- 
mortal words," — namely,  the  lines  in  question,  which  Lockhart  quotes  in  full. 
This  evidence  is,  I  think,  conclusive. — Notes  and  Queries. 

The  Beefsteak  Club. — Meetings  of  members  were  held  every  Saturday 
between  November  and  June.  All  the  members  had  to  wear  a  sort  of  uniform, — 
namely,  a  blue  coat  and  buff  waistcoat,  with  brass  buttons  bearing  a  gridiron 
and  the  words  "  Beef  and  Liberty,"  and  also  a  ring  havii^  the  same  device. 
Each  could  introduce  one  guest,  except  on  particular  days,  when  accounts  were 
looked  up,  the  merits  of  candidates  discussed,  and  other  business  matters  gone 
into.  One  side  of  the  room  was  occupied  by  an  enormous  gridiron,  through 
which  one  could  see  a  cook  in  a  white  cap  and  blouse  standing  by  a  fire  in 
readiness  for  action.  The  steaks  were  served  on  hot  pewter  plates,  together 
with  Spanish  onions,  eschalots,  and  baked  potatoes,  and  were  washed  down  with 
port  or  porter.  The  only  second  course  permitted  was  toasted  cheese.  This 
disposed  of,  the  cloth  was  removed,  the  cook  collected  the  money  in  a  plate,  and 
the  rest  of  the  evening  was  given  up  to  noisy  revelry. —  The  English  Illustrated 
Magazine. 


CURRENT  NOTES.  :8S5 


Crosby's  Vitalized  Phosphites,  prepared  according  to  the  formula  of 
Prof.  Percy,  from  the  brain  of  the  ox,  and  the  gerin  of  the  wheat  and  oat. 

It  is  identical  in  its  composition  with  brain-matter,  is  rapidly  absorbed,  and 
quickly  relieves  the  depression  from  intellectual  efforts,  overwork,  nervous  prostra- 
tion, indigestion,  and  sleeplessness. 

It  strengthens  the  intellect,  restores  lost  functions,  and  increases  the  capacity 
for  labor.    It  aids  in  the  bodily  and  mental  development  of  children. 

It  is  the  best  preventive  known  for  Mght-Sweats  and  Consumption. 

It  is  used  by  the  best  physicians  in  the  treatment  of  neuric  diseases. 

It  is  a  Vital,  Nutrient  PhospAife,  not  an  inert  Acid  PhosjoAafe. 

The  eminent  professor  of  a  well-known  theological  seminary  writes,  "  I  find 
it  very  useful  for  Brain-weariness,  and  have  occasion  oft^n  to  recommend  it  to 
our  students." 

It  is  not  a  secret  remedy ;  the  formula  is  on  every  bottle. 

Descriptive  pamphlet  free,  on  application  to  F.  Crosby  Co.,  56  West  Twenty- 
Fifth  Street,  New  York. 

A  Wise  Combination-. — Nobody  ought  to  appreciate  the  value  of  Life 
Insurance  more  than  the  productive  and  thrifty  classes  that  invest  in  Building 
Associations  and  by  thus  combining  little. sums  largely  develop  and  increase 
the  number  of  homes  and  their  comforts.  To  all  who  live  through  the  usual 
period  required  to  mature  investments  thus  made,  it  is  doubtful  whether  any- 
thing offers  superior  attractions  to  a  Building  Association.  As  is  well  known, 
however,  many  men  engage  in  an  undertaking  of  this  kind  who  do  not  live  to 
realize  the  investment.  Death  cuts  short  their  attempt  to  accumulate,  and 
herein  Life  Insurance  wisely  ekes  out  and  supplements  what  they  had  designed 
to  do.  If  one  has  a  given  number  of  shares  in  a  Building  Association,  he  ought 
to  have  as  collateral  with  it  a  policy  of  Life  Insurance  which  shall  decrease  each 
year  in  amount  and  cost  in  proportion  to  the  deposits  and  accumulations  made 
in  the  Building  Alsociation.  For  instance,  if  he  have  shares  enough  to  pro- 
duce for  him  $3000  at  the  end  of  ten  years,  and  his  investments  in  consequence 
are  at  the  rate,  allowing  for  accumulations,  say,  of  $300  per  year,  he  ought  the 
first  year  to  be  insured  for  $3000,  the  second  year  for  $2700,  the  third  year  for 
$2400,  etc.,  so  that  when  his  investmenta  matured  at  the  end  of  ten  years  the 
insurance  would  expire.  In  this  way,  should  he  die,  all  that  he  designed  to 
save  is  at  once  paid  to  his  representatives,  whether  he  live  six  months  or  nine 
years, — whether  he  has  paid  but  one  month's  dues  or  more. 

One  may  get  accurate  information  in  detail  as  to  the  very  moderate 
COST  of  this  form  of  insurance  by  applying  in  person  or  by  letter  to  The  Pena 
Mutual  Life  Insurance  Company,  921,  923,  and  925  Chestnut  Street,  Philadelphia. 

Vol.  XL VI.— 58 


886  CURRENT  NOTES. 

Longevity. — When  the  French  ministiy,  some  twenty-five  years  ago, 
issued  a  circular  to  all  its  pr^fets  making  inquiries  as  to  the  conditions  most 
favorable  to  longevity,  all  the  reports  agreed  in  naming  a  well-to-do  condition 
of  life  as  most  important,  if  not  quite  indispensable.  It  should  also  be  borne 
in  mind  that  the  most  wonderful  cases  of  longevity  are  almost  invariably  re- 
ported from  countries  where  verification  of  the  asserted  facts  is  impossible.  For 
instance,  the  Lancet  some  time  ago  quoted  the  case  of  an  old  man  of  Bogota, 
San  Salvador,  who  "confessed  to  being  one  hundred  and  eighty  years  old, 
though  his  neighbors  believed  him  to  be  much  more."  With  no  possible  check 
from  authentic  records,  his  kindly  neighbors  might  well  have  given  him  an 
additional  century  with  impunity.  Something  of  this  kind  doubtless  happened 
in  the  case  of  an  old  native  of  Bengal,  who  was  reported  by  Dr.  C.  W.  de  Lacy 
as  having  attained  the  antediluvian  age  of  three  hundred  and  seventy.  Dr.  de 
Lacy  reports  several  cases  as  to  which  we  recommend  a  due  degree  of  doubt. 
A  certain  Thomas  Whittington,  who  died  in  1804,  at  the  reputed  age  of  one 
hundred  and  four,  never  drank,  we  are  seriously  told,  any  liquor  but  gin,  but  of 
that  fiery  compound  he  consumed  from  a  pint  to  a  pint  and  a  half  daily.  This 
is  probably  more  than  any  of  the  doctor's  readers  will  find  it  easy  to  swallow.^ 
All  the  Year  Round. 

Ancient  Dances. — ^The  earliest  description  of  dancing  which  we  can 
make  anything  out  of — for  vague  allusions  are  particularly  useless  in  the  present 
subject — is  the  account  of  the  dance  on  the  shield  of  Achilles.  Youths  and 
maidens  danced  in  a  ring  there,  holding  one  another  by  the  hand.  They  spun 
round  and  round  like  a  potter's  wheel :  the  effect  of  this  might  be  represented 
by  loosening  the  top  of  a  round  table  and  setting  it  twirling  round.  Evidently 
this  primitive  dance  was  nothing  more  nor  less  than  the  "  jingering"  of  children 
at  the  present  day,  who  keep  up  the  tradition  of  this  most  ancient  form  of  dance 
when  they  take  one  another's  hands  and  caper  round  in  a  ring.  The  antiquity 
of  the  "jingering"  dance  must  no.t  be  limited  to  the  early  days  of  the  Greeks. 
In  the  time  of  Achilles  it  was  a  dance  for  kings'  daughters  to  indulge  in.  But 
with  our  Aryan  ancestors  it  constituted  one  of  the  ceremonies  of  religion :  thus 
do  things  descend  from  unexpected  altitudes,  till  they  find  refuge  in  the 
nurseries  of  children.  In  the  Vedic  times  in  India,  which  constitute  the  morn* 
ing  twilight  of  our  existence  as  a  race,  the  priest  and  people  were  used  to 
assemble  round  the  altar  every  morning  to  perform  the  accustomed  sacrifice  to 
the  dawn.  They  sang  a  hymn,  and  when  the  first  streak  of  gray  illumined  the 
eastern  sky  they  began  the  religious  dance,  which  consisted  in  their  all  joining 
hands  and  dancing  in  a  ring  round  the  altar,  first  in  one  direction,  then  in 
another.    This  form  survived  till  Homer's  time,  when  it  bopame  secularized. 

The  "jingering"  had  now  a  curious  experience  in  its  history.  It  became 
the  dance  of  Bacchus,  and  attained  a  very  unenviable  repute  as  the  dithyramb. 
The  Greeks,  who  were  perhaps  the  greatest  dancers  that  the  world  has  ever  seen, 
soon  rose  above  this  most  elementary  form  of  dancing.  They  learned  to  divide 
dances  into  round  and  square,  the  word  round  being  used  in  the  signification 
already  alluded  to,  and  not  by  any  means  as  equivalent  to  our  "  round."  Their 
square  dances  were  military  and  spectacular,  their  round  dances  were  the  dances 
of  pleasure  and  of  revelry.  The  distinction  is  natural,  for  the  former  required 
some  art,  the  latter  nothing  more  than  the  capacity  for  motion. — The  National 
Review. 


CURRENT  NOTES.  887 

Mrs.  S.  T.  Rorer, 
Principal  Philadelphia  Cooking  School, 
1617  Chestnut  Street. 

Aagust  27,  1890. 

In  my  schools  and  in  illustrating  my  lectures  I  have  thoroughly  tested  all 
the  leading  Baking  Powders,  and  "  Cleveland's  Superior"  Powder  has  invariably 
given  the  best  results. 

One  even  teaspoonful  of  it  will  accomplish  as  much  or  more  than  a  heap- 
ing teaspoon  ful  of  any  other  powder. 

Food  made  with  Cleveland's  Superior  Baking  Powder  keeps  moist  and 
fresh,  and  in  this  respect  it  is  superior  to  any  powder  I  know. 

Cleveland's  Powder  is  entirely  free  from  Ammonia,  Alum,  or  other  adul- 
terants. 

I  am  convinced  it  is  the  purest  powder  made,  and  I  have  adopted  It  exclu- 
sively in  my  cooking  schools  and  for  daily  household  use. 

Sarah  T.  Rorer. 


Human  Health. — Human  health  can  only  be  maintained  when  the  rules 
of  life  are  strictly  obeyed.  Man's  system  is  like  a  town :  to  be  healthy  it  must 
be  well  drained.  No  one  would  wish  to  live  in  a  town  where  the  sewers  are 
always  clogged.  Our  system  is  most  beautifully  fitted  by  nature  to  drain  itself 
of  all  waste  and  effete  matter.  This  drainage  is  frequently  interfered  with  by 
careless  habits,  and  when  it  becomes  clogged  illness  is  the  result.  Beecham's 
Pills,  which  have  been  in  popular  use  in  Europe  for  fifty  years,  are  specially 
adapted  in  a  safe,  gentle  manner  to  keep  human  drainage  in  perfect  order.—. 
American  Analyst. 

Beecham's  Pills  are  prepared  only  by  Thomas  Beecham,  St  Helens,  Lan- 
cashire, England. 

B.  F.  Allen  Co.,  366  Canal  Street,  New  York,  Sole  Agents  for  the  United 
States,  who,  if  your  druggist  does  not  keep  them,  will  mail  Beecham's  Pills  on 
receipt  of  price,  25  centa  a  box,  but  inquire  firvt. 


888  CURRENT  NOTES. 

The  Apple. — The  virtues  of  the  apple  as  a  fruit  have  been  celebrated  from 
time  immemorial,  and  few  fruits  have  so  many  legends  associated  with  them. 
The  garden  of  the  Hesperides  was  the  garden  of  the  golden  apple,  just  as  our 
Avalon  is  the  Isle  of  Apples.  " Of  all  fruits,"  it  has  been  written,  "the  apple 
seems  to  have  had  the  widest  and  most  mystical  history.  The  myths  concerning 
it  meet  us  in  every  age  and  country.  Aphrodite  bears  it  in  her  hand,  as  well  as 
Eve.  The  serpent  guards  it;  the  dragon  watches  it.  It  is  celebrated  by  Solo- 
mon ;  it  is  the  healing  fruit  of  Arabian  tales.  Ulysses  longs  for  it  in  the  gardens 
of  Alcinoiis ;  Tantalus  grasps  vainly  for  it  in  Hades.  In  the  prose  Edda  it  is 
written,  '  Iduna  keeps  in  a  box  apples  which  the  gods,  when  they  feel  old  age 
approaching,  have  only  to  taste  to  become  young  again.'  It  is  in  this  manner 
that  they  will  be  kept  in  renovated  youth  until  Ragnarok,  the  general  destruc- 
tion. Azrael,  the  Angel  of  Death,  accomplished  his  mission  by  holding  it  to 
the  nostrils;  and  in  folk-lore  Snowdrop  is  tempted  to  her  death  by  an  apple, 
half  of  which  a  crone  has  poisoned,  but  recovers  life  when  the  fruit  falls  from 
her  lips.  The  golden  bird  seeks  the  golden  apples  of  the  king's  garden  in 
many  a  Norse  story  ;  and  when  the  tree  bears  no  more,  Fran  Bertha  reveals  to 
her  favorite  that  it  is  because  a  mouse  gnaws  at  the  tree's  root.  Indeed,  the 
kind  mother-goddess  is  sometimes  personified  as  an  apple-tree,  but  oftener  the 
apple  is  the  tempter  in  Northern  mythology,  and  sometimes  makes  the  nose 
grow,  80  that  the  pear  alone  can  bring  it  to  moderate  size." — All  the  Year 
Hound. 


Brass  Cash  akd  the  Age  of  Bronze. — The  familiar  little  brass  cash, 
with  the  square  hole  for  stringing  them  together  on  a  thread  in  the  centre,  well 
known  to  the  frequenters  of  minor  provincial  museums,  are,  strange  to  say,  the 
lineal  descendants,  in  unbroken  order,  of  the  bronze  axe  of  remote  Celestial 
ancestors.  From  the  regular  hatchet  to  the  modern  coin  one  can  trace  a  dis- 
tinct, if  somewhat  broken,  succession,  so  that  it  is  impossible  to  say  where  the 
one  leaves  off  and  the  other  begins, — where  the  implement  merges  into  the  me- 
dium of  exchange  and  settles  down  finally  into  the  root  of  all  evil.  Here  is 
how  this  curious  pedigree  first  worked  itself  out.  In  early  times,  before  coin 
was  .invented,  barter  was  usually  conducted  between  producer  and  consumer  with 
metal  implements,  as  it  still  is  in  Central  Africa  at  the  present  day  with  Vene- 
tian glass  beads  and  rolls  of  red  calico.  Payments  were  all  made  in  kind,  and 
bronze  was  the  commonest  form  of  specie.  A  gentleman  desirous  of  effecting 
purchases  in  foreign  parts  went  about  the  world  with  a  number  of  bronze  axes 
in  his  pocket  (or  its  substitute),  which  he  exchanged  for  other  goods  with  the 
native  traffickers  in  the  country  where  he  did  his  primitive  business.  At  first 
the  early  Chinese  in  that  unsophisticated  age  were  content  to  use  real  hatchets 
for  this  commercial  purpose;  but  after  a  time,  with  the  profound  mercantile 
instinct  of  their  race,  it  occurred  to  some  of  them  that  when  a  man  wanted  half 
a  hatchet's  worth  of  goods  he  might  as  well  pay  for  them  with  half  a  hatchet. 
Still,  as  it  would  be  a  pity  to  spoil  a  good  working  implement  by  cutting  it  in 
two,  the  worthy  Ah  Sin  ingeniously  compromised  the  matter  by  making  thin 
hatchets,  of  the  usual  size  and  shape,  but  far  too  slender  for  practical  usage. 
By  so  doing  he  invented  coin,  and,  what  is  more,  he  invented  it  far  earlier 
than  the  rival  claimants  to  that  proud  distinction,  the  Lydians,  whoSe  electrum 
staters  were  first  struck  in  the  seventh  century  B.C. — The  Oomhill  Magazine. 


CURRENT  NOTES. 


889 


positively  cure  Sick  Headache.  They  also  relieve  distress  from  Dyspepsia, 
Dizziness,  Nausea,  Drowsiness,  Bad  Taste  in  the  Mouth,  Coated  Tongue,  Pain 
in  the  Side. 

Purely  vegetable.    Sugar-coated.    Do  not  gripe  or  sicken.    Small  Price. 
Small  Pill.    Small  Dose. 

Cabteb  Medicixe  Co.,  New  York  City. 


890  CURRENT  NOTES. 

Duelling  in  France. — Duelling  is  popular  still,  but,  if  a  death  occurs  in 
the  contest,  the  survivor  and  the  seconds  are  obliged  to  fly  the  country  for  a 
time,  for  not  only  will  magistrates  punish,  but  juries  will  convict,  and  the  civil 
courts  are  ready  to  award  to  the  injured  relatives  crushing  damages.  It  is  true 
the  offence  is  not  treated  as  murder,  any  more  than  infanticide  is  in  England ; 
but  it  is  treated  as  an  offence,  and  the  consequences  are  so  disagreeable  that 
duelling  has  ceased  to  be  a  synonyme  for  mortal  combat.  It  is  only  a  blood- 
letting combat  now.  In  arranging  for  a  meeting,  the  most  elaborate  precautions 
are  taken  to  avoid  "  regrettable  consequences."  Pistols  are  discouraged,  because 
ballets  have  their  vagaries,  and  when  they  are  employed  the  combatants  are 
placed  at  distances  at  which  they  are  nearly  certain  to  miss  each  other,  and  it  is 
bad  form  to  aim  with  too  much  care  or  too  near  the  heart.  "  We  are  here," 
remarks  the  sententious  second,  "to  avenge  wounded  honor,  not  to  commit 
murder." 

When  swords  are  selected,  a  kind  of  master  of  the  lists  is  named,  whose 
order  to  stop  must  be  instantly  obeyed  under  penalty  of  dishonor,  and  he  gives 
his  order  the  moment  blood  flows,  though  it  be  from  the  merest  scratch ;  while, 
as  duellists,  being  mortal,  may  lose  their  tempers,  the  seconds  stand  ready  at  his 
word  to  strike  up  their  principals'  weapons.  All  kinds  of  dangerous  blows  are 
prohibited  as  unfair,  and  too  much  display  of  ferocity  decidedly  and  perma- 
nently lowers  a  duellist's  reputation  for  the  possession  of  a  good  heart  and  a  fine 
manner.  It  would  be  considered  monstrous  to  allow  duellists  to  get  at  one  an- 
other with  rifles,  as  they  do  in  Western  America,  in  the  best  way  they  could ; 
and  the  old  duel  across  a  handkerchief  is  pronounced  deliberate  murder,  to 
which  no  second  who  respects  himself  will  ever  voluntarily  accede. — The 
Spectator. 

Mutual  Aid  among  Animals. — Some  land  crabs  of  the  West  Indies  and 
North  America  combine  in  large  swarms  in  order  to  travel  to  the  sea  and  to 
deposit  therein  their  spawn,  and  each  such  migration  implies  concert,  co-opera- 
tion, and  mutual  support.  As  to  the  big  Molucca  crab  [Limttlua),  I  was  struck 
(in  1882,  at  the  Brighton  Aquarium)  with  the  extent  of  mutual  assistance 
which  these  clumsy  animals  are  capable  of  bestowing  upon  a  comrade  in  case 
of  need.  One  of  them  had  fallen  upon  its  back  in  a  corner  of  the  tank,  and  its 
heavy  saucepan-like  carapace  prevented  it  from  returning  to  its  natural  position, 
the  more  so  as  there  was  in  the  corner  an  iron  bar  which  rendered  the  task  still 
more  difficult.  Its  comrades  came  to  the  rescue,  and  for  one  hour's  time  I 
watched  how  they  endeavored  to  help  their  fellow-prisoner.  They  came  two  at 
once,  pushed  their  friend  from  beneath,  and  after  strenuous  efforts  succeeded  in 
lifting  it  upright ;  but  then  the  iron  bar  would  prevent  them  from  achieving  the 
work  of  rescue,  and  the  crab  would  again  heavily  fall  upon  its  back.  After 
many  attempt*,  one  of  the  helpers  would  go  in  the  depth  of  the  tank  and  bring 
two  other  crabs,  which  would  begin  with  fresh  forces  the  same  pushing  and 
lifting  of  their  helpless  comrade.  We  stayed  in  the  aquarium  for  more  than  two 
hours,  and  when,  leaving,  we  again  came  to  cast  a  glance  upon  the  tank,  the 
work  of  rescue  still  continued !  Since  I  saw  that,  I  cannot  refuse  credit  to  the 
observation  quoted  by  Dr.  Erasmus  Darwin, — namely,  that  "  the  common  crab 
daring  the  moulting  season  stations  as  sentinel  an  unmoulted  or  hard-shelled  in- 
dividual to  prevent  marine  enemies  from  injuring  moulted  individuals  in  their 
unprotected  state." — Prince  Krapotkin,  in  The  Nineteenth  Century. 


CURRENT  NOTES, 


891 


QufNA-LAROCHE. —  This 
preparation  has  for  its  basis  a 
combination  of  all  the  prin- 
ciples of  the  best  cinchonas 
with  a  rich  special  wine ;  not, 
like  many  mixtures,  an  or- 
dinary compound  of  drugs, 
but  a  result  of  laborious  re- 
searches, which  has  won  for 
its  inventor  a  National  Prize 
of  16,600  francs,  and  Gold 
Medals  at  the  Expositions  of 
Paris,  Vienna,  etc. 

Quina-Laroche  is  par  ex- 
cellence the  tonic  with  which 
to  combat  stomach  affections,  loss  of  appetite, 
mental  depression,  anaemia,  etc.  Quina-Laroche 
is  a  powerful  preservative  against  intermittent 
and  continued  fevers  rebellious  to  sulphate  of 
quinine,  and  of  exceptional  value  in  cases  of 
tardy  convalescence ;  in  combination  with  iron, 
is  especially  recommended  for  poorness  of  the 
blood,  chlorosis,  difficulties  of  assimilation,  de- 
bility, &c.  Prevents  Influenza  and  La  Grippe. 
E.  Fougera  &  Co.,  Agents,  No.  30  North 
William  St.,  New  York.    22  Rue  Drouot,  Paris. 


Of  all  years,  this  is  dictionary  year,  both  for  compiling  new  ones  and  re- 
vising old  ones  ;  and  perhaps  it  is  to  this  present  inexhaustible  dictionary  passion 
that  we  should  turn  for  account  of  a  special  situation.  Or  does  it  come  rather 
from  a  study  of  things  than  of  words?  Etymology,  or  what?  Anyhow,  day 
and  night,  a  certain  box  in  the  New  York  post-office.  No.  1864,  belonging  to  the 
Hamilton  Chemical  Company,  is  never  without  letters  inquiring  what  does  the 
word  "  Juveen"  mean,  and  what  does  it  do.  Let  us  answer,  then,  these  two  ques- 
tions thoroughly. 

As  a  word,  "  Juveen"  is  derived  from  Jupiter  and  Venus ;  and  as  a  thing, 
it  is  all  that  medical  science  can  do  for  beauty  and  strength, — that  is  to  say,  it 
gives  the  complexion  freshening  and  winsomeness,  and  imparts  to  the  body  a 
delightful  sense  of  vigor  and  elasticity.  Dictionary  people  and  all  kinds  of 
people  agree,  at  least,  in  this,  that  "  Juveen"  is  the  most  satisfactory  word  in  the 
language  to  those  persons  who  are  troubled  with  sick  headache  and  constipa- 
tion. 

Bird-Manna  ! — The  great  secret  of  the  canary-breeders 
of  the  Hartz  Mountains,  Germany.  Bird-Manna  will  restore 
the  song  of  cage-birds,  will  prevent  their  ailments,  and  restore 
them  to  good  condition.  If  given  during  the  season  of  shedding 
feathers  it  will,  in  most  cases,  carry  the  little  musician  through 
this  critical  period  without  loss  of  song.  Sent  by  mail  on  re- 
ceipt of  15  cents  in  stamps.  Sold  by  Druggists.  Directions  free. 
Bird  Food  Company,  400  North  Third  Street,  Philadelphia,  Pa, 


892  CURRENT  NOTES. 

The  Divine  RrbHT  of  Kings,— There  seems  to  be  little  ground  for  con- 
tending that  in  England  the  monarch  was  ever  held  to  rule  by  divine  right,  at 
least  by  any  other  divine  right  than  that  which  sees  the  benediction  of  heaven 
in  actual  possession, — beati  possidentes.  It  was  not  much  heard  of  till  the  acces- 
sion of  James  I.,  and  was  used  by  him  to  supplement  a  notorious  defect  of  he- 
reditary title,  which  he  was  unwilling  to  strengthen  by  an  acknowledgment 
that  he  owed  his  throne  to  election  by  the  nation.  The  fact  is  that  James  I. 
was  king  of  England  by  a  kind  of  adoption,  not  altogether  dissimilar  to  that 
which  prevailed  under  the  Eoman  Empire,  and  with  the  working  of  which 
M.  Kenan  is  so  well  pleased  that  he  would  like  to  see  it  introduced  into  the 
public  law  of  modern  Europe.  The  extreme  doctrine  of  divine  right  which 
Shakespeare  puts  into  the  mouth  of  Richard  II.  is  an  anachronism.  It  belongs 
not  to  the  fourteenth  century,  but  in  germ,  perhaps,  to  the  closing  years  of  the 
sixteenth  and  the  commencement  of  the  seventeenth ;  to  the  Tudors  and  Stuarts, 
and  not  to  the  Plantagenets.     In  the  words — 

Not  all  the  water  in  the  wide  rough  sea 
Can  wash  the  balm  from  an  anointed  king; 
The  breath  of  worldly  men  cannot  depose 
The  deputy  elected  by  the  Lord — 

it  is  noticeable  that  it  is  not  the  hereditary  title,  but  election  by  the  Lord,  the 
consecrating  balm,  and  not  primogeniture  and  rule  of  birth,  on  which  an 
inalienable  right  is  based.  So  in  Hamlet,  the  usurper  and  murderer,  Claudius, 
avows  himself  safe  in  the  shelter  of  that  divinity  which  doth  so  hedge  a  king 
that  treason  can  but  peep  to  what  it  will.  A  subject  and  courtier  of  Elizabeth 
and  James  I.  could  not  identify  divine  right  with  hereditary  title,  in  which  they 
were  lacking.  Elizabeth,  indeed,  during  the  Essex  rebellion,  is  said  to  have 
detected  incentives  to  sedition  in  the  story  of  Bolingbroke's  adventure,  and  to 
have  exclaimed,  "  Know  ye  not  that  I  am  Richard  II.  ?"  But  if  we  are  to  sup- 
pose that  Shakespeare  was  writing  as  a  politician  and  not  as  a  poet,  it  must  be 
kept  in  mind  that  his  politics,  if  they  were  not,  as  is  sometimes  contended,  those 
of  tlje  house  of  Lancaster,  were  certainly  in  succession  those  of  the  houses  of 
Tudor  and  Stuart,  whose  title  was  through  the  house  of  Lancaster. — The  Con- 
temporary  Review. 
« 
The  new  Japanese  Parliament  contains  one  minister  of  state,  three  sena- 
tors, twenty-seven  local  government  oflEicials,  thirty-seven  mayors,  one  hundred 
and  forty-three  provincial  administrative  oflBcials,  eighteen  journalists,  nineteen 
lawyers,  ten  school-teachers,  four  priests  of  Buddha,  and  fourteen  professors. 
Of  the  two  hundred  and  ninety-nine  members,  one  hundred  and  fourteen  are 
Radicals,  fifty-five  Independents,  and  only  four  Conservatives. 

Caste  among  Animals. — The  Hindus  reckon  at  least  four  castes  among 
Asiatic  elephants,  which  differ  much  in  appearance,  temper,  and  intelligence. 
These  would  seem  to  be  wild  or  natural  breeds,  rather  than  real  castes.  Apart 
from  these  breeds,  the  elephants  of  Ceylon  and  Sumatra  are  grouped  by  some 
as  a  separate  sub-species.  Indo-China  has  some  hairy  dwarf  elephants.  The 
Bornean  elephant  is  said  to  be  of  the  same  stock,  or  race,  with  the  Hindu 
elephant  proper.  Quite  distinct  from  all  these  are  the  African  elephants,  which 
have  very  important  structural  differences  from  all  the  Asiatic  breeds. — Ameri- 
can Notes  and  Queries. 


CURRENT  NOTES.  893 

Forty  years  ago  almost  every  mother  thought  her  child  must  have  pare- 
goric or  laudanum  to  make  it  sleep.  These  drugs  will  produce  sleep,  and  a  few 
drops  too  many  of  them  will  produce  tlie  sleep  from  which  there  is  no  waking. 
Many  are  the  children  who  have  been  killed  or  whose  health  has  been  ruined 
for  life  by  paregoric,  laudanum,  and  morphine,  each  of  which  is  a  narcotic  prod- 
uct of  opium.  Druggists  are  prohibited  from  selling  either  of  the  narcotics 
named  to  children  at  all,  or  to  anybody  without  labelling  them  "  poison."  The 
definition  of  "  narcotic"  is  "A  medicine  which  relieves  pain  and  produces  sleep, 
but  which,  in  poisonous  doses,  produces  stupor,  coma,  convulsions,  and  death."  The 
taste  and  smell  of  opium  medicines  are  disguised,  and  sold  under  the  names  of 
"Bateman's  Drops,"  "Godfrey's  Cordial,"  "Soothing 
Syrups,"  etc.  You  should  not  permit  any  medicine  to 
be  given  to  your  children  without  you  or  your  physician 
knows  of  what  it  is  composed. 

"  Castoria  is  so  well  adapted  to  children  that  I  rec- 
ommend it  as  superior  to  any  prescription  known  to  me." 
— H.  A.  Archer,  M.D.,  111  South  Oxford  Street, 
Brooklyn,  N.Y. 

"  I  use  Castoria  in  my  practice,  and  find  it  specially  adapted  to  affections 
of  children." — Alex.  Robertson,  M.D.,  1057  Second  Avenue,  New  York. 

"  From  personal  knowledge  I  can  say  that  Castoria  is  a  most  excellent  medi- 
cine for  children." — Dr.  G.  C.  Osgood,  Lowell,  Mass. 

Castoria  promotes  Digestion,  assists  Teething,  and  overcomes  Flatulency, 
Constipation,  Sour  Stomach,  Diarrhoea,  and  Feverishness.  Thus  the  child  is 
rendered  healthy  and  its  sleep  natural.  Castoria  contains  no  morphine  or  other 
narcotic  property. 


Among  the  many  blessings  that  the  progressive  nineteenth  century  has 
brought  to  the  race,  the  great  improvements  in  the  matter  of  wearing-apparel 
should  not  escape  notice.  Women  especially  are  the  beneficiaries,  and  now 
wear  garments  which  allow  them  such  comfort  and  freedom  of  movement  as 
were  undreamed  of  not  so  many  years  ago.  In  this  connection  may  be  men- 
tioned the  Jersey-FiUing  Union  Under- Garments.  These  comfortable  and  un- 
equalled under-garments  are  manufactured  solely  by  Holmes  &  Co.,  109  King- 
ston Street,  Boston,  who  are  the  original  inventors  and  manufacturers,  holding 
letters-patent  for  the  same.  The  garments  are  the  best  fitting  and  most  satis- 
factory made,  and  have  received  the  endorsement  of  the  best  dress  reformers  in 
the  country.  High  grade  in  Silk,  Silk  and  Jaegers,  Silk  and  Merino,  Silk  and 
Cotton,  Natural  Wool,  Merino,  Wool  or  Cotton  in  Black  or  Color,  Balbriggan. 
Winter  and  Summer  Weights.  Thousands  of  ladies  have  expressed  their  unso- 
licited satisfaction  as  to  the  fit,  quality,  and  workmanship  of  these  garments. 
In  case  the  goods  are  not  to  be  found  at  the  local  dealer's,  a  stamp  should  be  en- 
closed to  Holmes  &  Co.  for  catalogue  and  price-list.  The  Company  do  a  large 
business  by  mail  in  all  parts  of  the  United  States,  and  warrant  satis/action. 


894  CURRENT  NOTES. 


Heredity. — It  is  exceedingly  difficult  to  find  any  actual  cases  to  illustrate 
this  point,  since  either  natural  or  artificial  selection  has  almost  always  been 
present.  The  apparent  effects  of  disuse  in  causing  the  diminution  of  certain 
organs^  such  as  the  reduced  wings  of  some  birds  in  oceanic  islands  and  the  very 
small  or  aborted  eyes  of  some  of  the  animals  inhabiting  extensive  caverns,  can 
be  as  well  explained  by  the  withdrawal  of  the  cumulative  agency  of  natural 
selection  and  by  economy  of  growth  as  by  the  direct  effects  of  disuse.  The  fol- 
lowing facts,  however,  seem  to  show  that  special  skill  derived  from  practice, 
when  continued  for  several  generations,  is  not  inherited,  and  does  not  therefore 
tend  to  increase.  The  wonderful  skill  of  most  of  the  North  American  Indians 
in  following  a  trail  by  indications  quite  imperceptible  to  the  ordinary  European 
has  been  dwelt  upon  by  many  writers,  but  it  is  now  admitted  that  the  white 
trappers  equal  and  often  excel  them,  though  these  trappers  have  in  almost  every 
case  acquired  their  skill  in  a  comparatively  short  period,  without  any  of  the 
inherited  experience  which  might  belong  to  the  Indian.  Again,  for  many  gen- 
erations a  considerable  portion  of  the  male  population  of  Switzerland  have 
practised  rifle-shooting  as  a  national  sport,  yet  in  international  contests  they 
show  no  marked  superiority  over  our  riflemen,  who  are,  in  a  large  proportion, 
the  sons  of  men  who  never  handled  a  gun.  Another  case  is  afforded  by  the 
upper  classes  of  this  country,  who  for  many  generations  have  been  educated  at 
the  universities,  and  have  had  their  classical  and  mathematical  abilities  de- 
veloped to  the  fullest  extent  by  rivalry  for  honors.  Yet,  now  that  for  some 
years  these  institutions  have  been  opened  to  dissenters,  whose  parents  usually  for 
many  generations  have  had  no  such  training,  it  is  found  that  these  dissenters 
carry  off  their  full  share,  or  even  more  than  their  share,  of  honors.  We  thus 
see  that  the  theory  of  the  non-heredity  of  acquired  characters,  whether  physical 
or  mental,  is  supported  by  a  considerable  number  of  facts,  while  few  if  any  are 
directly  opposed  to  it. — A.  R.  Wallace,  in  the  Fortnightly  Review. 


Scarcity  of  Fruit  in  France. — French  journals  lament  that  unfavor- 
able weather  has  almost  altogether  deprived  the  country  of  fruit  this  year.  A 
disastrous  amount  of  rain  has  so  afflicted  the  central,  northern,  western,  and 
southwestern  districts  that  the  markets  have  been  almost  bare  of  fruit  except 
such  as  had  come  from  the  south.  One  correspondent,  writing  from  the 
department  of  Seine-et-Marne,  says,  "We  have  had  neither  cherries  nor 
apricots  nor  plums;  apples  have  been  greatly  injured  by  hail;  pears  have  suf- 
fered less,  but  our  grapes  will  not  ripen."  And  another,  writing  from  Brittany, 
says  that  there  the  pears  are  all  spoiled,  apples  are  lacking  in  many  localities, 
and  almost  all  the  plums  have  perished  ;  that  peaches  are  everywhere  non-ex- 
istent ;  that  gooseberries  and  raspberries  had  been  relatively  scanty,  and  that, 
although  strawberries  had  been  quite  plentiful,  they  "  had  only  the  form  of  the 
fruit,  with  the  taste  of  water."  Meanwhile,  complaints  of  excessive  drought 
have  been  coming  in  from  the  south,  where,  we  are  told,  even  in  the  carefully- 
watered  gardens,  the  trees  and  shrubs  had  faded  and  withered.  Near  the  coast 
the  moist  sea-breezes  "assure  the  abundance  of  the  grape-crop,"  but  farther 
north  the  grape-growers  are  reported  to  be  in  despair  over  the  persistent  dry- 
ness.— Garden  and  Forest. 


CURRENT  NOTES. 


895 


A  Sad  Scene  with  which  to 
terminate  a  brilliant  evening. 
They  have  returned  from  a  recep- 
tion. She  had  felt  restless  and 
nervous  during  the  day,  but,  real- 
izing the  demands  of  society,  re- 
sorted to  an  artificial  stimulant,  one 
of  those  Quack  Poisons  that  flood 
the  market  under  various  names. 
The  picture  shows  the  reaction. 

Women,  this  is  a  fearful 
fact!  Avoid  the  misery  that 
must  ensue  from  the  use  of  Quack 
Medicines.  They  only  increase 
your  suffering  and  complicate  your 
disease.  We  extend  to  you  a 
remedy  that  never  fails,  combined 
with  the  experience  of  Mrs.  Pink- 
ham. 

Lydia  E.  Pinkham's  Vegetable 
Compound  is  the  only  Positive 
Cure  and  Legitimate  Remedy  for 
the  peculiar  weaknesses  and  ail- 
ments of  women. 

It  cures  the  worst  forms  of  Female  Complaints.  Subdues  Faintness,  Ex- 
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Magazine  will  contain  a  complete  novel  by  Rudyard  Kipling,  entitled  "  The 
Light  that  Failed."  Many  of  the  foremost  English  critics,  who  have  had 
nothing  but  words  of  the  highest  praise  for  Kipling's  short  stories,  have  expressed 
a  doubt  as  to  whether  he  could  write  a  novel.  The  proof  of  the  pudding  is  in 
the  eating.  Kipling  has  settled  the  doubt  by  producing  one  of  the  most  remark- 
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into  such  remarkable  and  well-deserved  popularity  as  Kipling  is  enjoying. 
The  publication  of  "  The  Light  that  Failed"  will  be  an  event  in  the  literary 
world. 


896  CURRENT  NOTES, 

Terrors  of  a  Volcano. — Some  idea  of  the  terror  of  volcanoes  may  be 
gathered  from  an  account  of  an  eruption  in  one  of  the  Hawaiian  Islands,  when 
the  crater  was  filled  from  five  hundred  to  six  hundred  feet  deep  with  molten 
lava,  the  immense  weight  of  which  broke  through  a  subterranean  passage  of 
twenty-seven  miles  and  reached  the  sea,  forty  miles  distant,  in  two  days,  flowing 
for  three  weeks  and  heating  the  water  twenty  miles  distant :  "  Rocks  melted 
like  wax  in  its  path ;  forests  crackled  and  blazed  before  its  fervent  heat ;  the 
works  of  man  were  to  it  but  as  a  scroll  in  the  flames.  Imagine  Niagara's 
stream,  above  the  brink  of  the  Falls,  with  its  dashing,  whirling,  madly-raging 
waters,  hurrying  on  to  their  plunge,  instantaneously  converted  into  fire;  a 
gory-hued  river  of  fused  minerals;  volumes  of  hissing  steam  arising;  smoke 
curling  upward  from  ten  thousand  vents,  which  gave  utterance  to  the  many 
deep-toned  mutterings  and  sullen,  confined  clamorings ;  gases  detonating  and 
shrieking  as  they  burst  from  their  hot  prison-house;  the  heavens  lurid  with 
flame;  the  atmosphere  dark  and  oppressive;  the  horizon  murky  with  vapors 
and  gleaming  with  the  reflected  contest  Such  was  the  scene  as  the  fiery  cata- 
ract, leaping  a  precipice  of  fifty  feet,  poured  its  flood  upon  the  ocean.  The  old 
line  of  coast,  a  mass  of  compact  indurated  lava,  whitened,  cracked,  and  fell. 
The  waters  recoiled  and  sent  forth  a  tempest  of  spray ;  they  foamed  and  lashed 
around  and  over  the  melted  rock ;  they  boiled  with  the  heat,  and  the  roar  of 
the  conflicting  agencies  grew  fiercer  and  louder.  The  reports  of  the  exploding 
gases  were  distinctly  heard  twenty-five  miles  distant,  and  were  likened  to  a 
whole  broadside  of  heavy  artillery.  Streaks  of  the  intensest  light  glanced  like 
lightning  in  all  directions ;  the  outskirts  of  the  burning  lava  as  it  fell,  cooled 
by  the  shock,  were  shivered  into  millions  of  fragments,  and  scattered  by  the 
strong  wind  in  sparkling  showers  far  into  the  country.  Six  weeks  later,  at  the 
base  of  the  hills,  the  water  continued  scalding  hot,  and  sent  forth  clouds  of 
steam  at  every  wash  of  the  waves." — London  Budget. 


A  Smart  Detectite. — Sergeant  Moser  on  one  occasion  saw  a  waiter  in  a 
cafS  in  Soho  receive  and  place  in  his  pocket  a  letter  which  the  detective  believed 
to  be  from  a  criminal  a  knowledge  of  whose  whereabouts  he  was  anxious  to 
obtain.  He  therefore  dropped  his  ring  on  the  floor  and  asked  the  man  to  look 
for  it.  Alphonse,  expecting  a  reward,  immediately  went  on  his  hands  and 
knees,  and  while  thus  engaged  Sergeant  Moser  abstracted  the  letter  from  his 
pocket  and  thus  obtained  the  means  of  bringing  a  forger  to  justice.  Who  can 
doubt  that  this  was  a  perfectly  justifiable  act?  But  if,  instead,  Sergeant  Moser 
had  suborned  another  person  to  steal  for  reward,  and  without  telling  him  the 
object  in  view,  he  would  most  assuredly  have  acted  very  wrongly. — The  Spectator, 


Where  the  Precious  Metals  are  Hoarded. — It  has  long  been  a 
puzzle  to  economists  what  India,  China,  and  Japan  can  have  done  with  such 
vast  quantities  of  gold  and  silver  which  never  by  any  accident  return.  Indian 
jewelry  and  Oriental  magnificence  of  costume  and  fondness  for  gaudy  display 
will  doubtless  account  for  a  considerable  portion,  but,  as  no  great  quantity  is 
found  in  circulation  as  coin,  the  only  remaining  alternative  is  the  assumption, 
born  of  imagination  rather  than  information,  that  it  must  be  hoarded. — Th4 
Qentleman'a  Magazine. 


LIPPINCOTT'S 


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POPULAR  JOURNAL 


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GENERAL  LITERATURE,  SCIENCE,  AND  POLITICS. 


VOL  XLVI.-JULY  TO  DECEMBER,  1890. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

J.  B.  LIPPmCOTT  COMPANY. 
1890. 


Copyright,  1890,  by  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company. 


Pmnteo  bv  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company,  Philadelphia,  U.S.A. 


OONTEKTS. 


Accidents  and  Trifles 

An  Army  Portia  (A  Novel) 

Art  of  Interviewing,  The #.    .    .    . 

At  the  End  of  the  Passage 

Author  of  "  Metzerott,  Shoemaker,"  The  .    .    . 

Bermuda  Islands,  The 

"Bond's" 

Brief   Correspondence  with    Paul    Hamilton 

Hayne,  A 

British  Side-Glances  at  America 

Cheiromancy  of  To-Day,  The 

Contemporary  Biography: 

Harriet  Beecber  Stowe 

John  J.  Ingalls 

Current  Concentration  of  Industrial  Capital  . 

Electric  Lighting 

Heroines  of  the  Human  Comedy 

Journalism  vertui  Literature 

Keely's  Contributions  to  Science 

Laggard  in  Love,  A  (A  Novel) 

Lapse  of  Tolstoi,  The 

Lawn  Tennis  for  Women \ 


William  Shepard 706 

Captain  Charles  King,  U.S.A. .   .    .   721-843 

Frank  A.  Burr 391 

Rudyard  Kipling 248 

Hetttr  Crawford  Dor$ey 375 

H.  C.  Walsh  .\ 854 

M.P. 7oa 


239 


Le  Prix  de  Rome 

Mark  of  the  Beast,  The  (A  Novel) 

Marriage  at  Sea,  A  (A  Novel)  * 

Milk-Legislation 

My  Enemy 

My  Florida 

Nicaragua  Canal,  The 

Papuan  Dances 

Philadelphia  Academy  of   Natural  Sciences, 

The 

Philosopher  in  the  Purple,  A 

Philosophy  of  Folk-Tales,  The 

Picture  of  Dorian  Gray,  The  (A  Novel)  .   .   . 

Powers  of  the  Air,  The 

Public  and  the  SUge,  The 

Revulsion  from  Realism,  A 

Romance  of  the  Impossible,  The 


Round-Robin  Talks.— II.,  IIL 


John  Eliot  Bowen 368 

Anne  H,  Wharton 709 

Edward  Heron- Allen 102 

Eleanor  P.  Allen 261 

J.  M.S. 141 

Henry   Clews 379 

David  Salomons 628 

Junius  Henri  Browne 675 

W.  J.  Henderson 712 

Mrs.  Bloom  field- Moore Ill 

Jeanie  Gwynne  Bettany 677—674 

Frederic  M.  Bird 273 

Bertha  L.  Townsend  ) 

Margarette  Lyman  Ballard  i 

L.  R.  McCabe 559 

Katharine  Pearson  Woods      ....    289-348 

W.  aark  Russell 427-511 

R.  M.  El/reth 276 

Esmi  Stuart 360 

Rose  Elizabeth  Cleveland 521 

Rear-Admiral  Daniel  Ammen 349 

Alfred  C.  Haddon 386 

Charles  Morris 278 

O.  Barnett  Smith 691 

C.  Staniland  Wake 415 

Oscar  Wilde 1-100 

Felix  L.  Oswald 160 

Edward  Fuller      664 

Anne  H.  Wharton     ..." 409 

Julian  Hawthorne 413 

Thomas  P.  Ochiltree, 

Mose*  P.  Handy, 

Richard  Malcolm  Johnston, 

Thomas  Nelson  Page, 

Senator  W.  C.  Squire, 

J.  M.  Stoddart,  \    .    .     124,  537 

Steele  Mackaye, 

Edward  Harrigan, 

John  Chamberlin, 

Dr.  Edward  Bedlo*, 

E.  Berry  Wall, 

iii 


iv  CONTENTS. 

PAOl 

Roand,  TJnvarnish'd  Tale,  A Elizabeth  W.  Bellamy 569 

Some  Experiences  of  a  Stump  Speaker  .    ,   .    .   B.  F.  Hugkei 685 

Some  of  the  Fallacies  of  the  Woman  SuSragists  M.  Helen  Lovett 567 

Saperstitions  about  Birds Charlea  Mcllvaine 403 

Tariff,  A  Glance  at  the Joel  Cook 849 

Tartuffe  in  Ebony Jeanie  Drake 61J 

Types  in  Fiction W.  W.  Crane 862 

University  Extension Sydney  ^.  Skidmore i  549 

«  What  Gold  Cannot  Buy"  (A  Novel)   ....   Mrs.  Alexander 161-237 

POETETJ 

A  Sonnet M.  O.  McClelland 558 

A  Touchstone Charlet  Henry  Liidert 374 

A  Unit Elizabeth  Stoddard 101 

After  Reading  Chaucer Minna  Irving 853 

Crystal  and  Clay Percy  Vere 359 

Ebb  and  Flow H.  W.  F. 260 

Echoes Curtia  Hall 110 

Envy  of  Grief Betiie  Chandler 520 

Homeward Florence  Earle  Coatet 367 

I,  Polycrates S.  D.  S.,  Jr 858 

"  In  my  Love's  Looks" Dora  Bead  Goodale 408 

My  Lady  Waits Charlet  Washington  Coleman 701 

Outcast Solomon  Solis-Cohen 378 

Roses  of  Love Julian  Hawthorne 536 

The  Famous  Sonnet  of  Arvers Translated  by  Mrs.  E.  W.  Latimer  .    .    .  705 

The  Palo  Cast  of  Thought Owen  Wister 272 

To  a  Poet  in  Exile Maurice  Francis  Egan 402 

To  the  Sunset  Breeze Walt  Whitman 861 

Uncrowned Daniel  L.  Dawson 844 

Veiled Margaret  Vandegri/t 245 

Wait  but  a  Day Bose  Hawthorne  Lathrop 149 

Where  Lies  the  Land? Charles  D.  Bell 684 

Whom  Others  Envy Rose  Hartwick  Thorpe 705 

Woman Charles  H.  Crandall 272 

Zanthoo — my  Friend    . Elizabeth  Stoddard 238 

'  Julian  Hawthorne,    ' 

Melville  Philips, 

H.  C.  Walsh, 

Charles  Morris, 

B.  M.  Johnston, 

Frederic  M.  Bird, 
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True  Story  of  Amy  Robsart, 
by  W.  H.  Rideing,  illustrated 
by  Taylor  (December,  1890). 

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Pyle  (December,  1890). 


Christie's,  the  London  Pic- 
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of  London  Times,  illustrated 
by  Furniss,  of  Punch  (De- 
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Neapolitan  Art  (Morelli, 
Dec,  1890),  by  Jacassy,  il- 
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Mexican  Explorations,  by 
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Great  Streets  of  the 
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Floral  Decorations  of 
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Boat  Life  on  the  Nile,  by 
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Arab  Life  along  the  Nile, 
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Seashore,  by  Professor  N.  S. 
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Clubs  of  New  York  and 
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Type  Temples  of  Japan,  by 
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Shakespeare  as  an  Actor, 
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City  of  the  Sacred  Bo- 
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CHILDREN'S  LITERATURE. 


From  "  isL  NichoUu." 


WHAT  "ST.  NICHOLAS"  HAS  DONE  FOR  GIRLS   AND  BOYS. 


"^  |""^HE  old  St.  Nicholas  slyly  tossed  bags  of 
gold  into  jK)or  widows'  houses,  aod  then 
ran  away.  His  modern  namesake  has 
been  sending  for  nearly  twenty  years, 
by  the  postman,  to  all  children  within 
his  reach,  that  which  ought  to  give  more 
lasting  happiness  and  benefit  than  the 
money-bags  which  the  older  saint 
dropped  in  at  the  window. 

The  St.  Nicholas  Magazine  is  a  fine 
flower  of  the  nineteenth  century.  For 
childhood,  as  we  understand  it,  is  a  re- 
cent discovery.  The  world  had  neither 
books,  pictures,  nor  other  implements  of 
happiness  suited  to  child-nature  until  our  own  time.  What  a  step 
from  the  rude  horn-books  and  incomprehensible  catechisms  to  the 
pictures  and  stories  of  this  day,  in  which  the  best  literary  ability,  the 
highest  artistic  skill,  the  ablest  and  most  experienced  editing,  the 
largest  publishing  enterprise,  and  the  finest  mechanical  appliances  are 
all  enlisted  and  combined  to  rejoice  and  enlighten  children ! 

THE  ATMOSPHERE  OP  THE  MAGAZINE. 

Men  and  women  are  just  as  truly  the  result  of  the  atmosphere  in 
which  they  have  passed  their  childhood,  as  the  trees  and  herbage  of  a 
country  are  the  result  of  its  soil  and  climate.  It  is  by  the  subtle  some- 
thing which  we  call  atmosphere,  rather  than  by  direct  teaching,  that 
the  home  moulds  a  child.  The  chief  business  of  a  mother  is  to  sur- 
round a  child  with  beautiful  influences.  The  great  school-masters, 
such  as  Arnold  of  Rugby,  Gunu  of  the  "  Gunnery,"  and  others,  have 
achieved  notable  results  by  the  moral  and  intellectual  climate  they  were 
able  to  produce,  rather  than  by  methods  of  teaching.  The  supreme 
quality  of  /Sf.  Nicholas  is  its  bright  and  invigorating  atmosphere. 

RECREATIONS. 

"The  first  work  of  a  child  is  play,"  said  the  great  teacher  Frederick 
Froebel.  He  who  will  lead  children  rightly  must  know  how  to  win 
and  hold  a  child's  sympathy  by  entering  into  his  play,  and  this  St. 
Nicholas  has  done  in  many  ways.  On  the  side  of  honest  sympathy 
with  the  spirits  and  pursuits  of  young  people,  there  are  descriptions  of 
home  amusements  of  various  kinds,  plays  for  parlor  or  school  repre- 
sentation, drills  and  healthful  exercises  for  both  girls  and  boys,  indoor 

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CHILDREN'S  LITERATURE. 


DressPabade.—"Sib,  THE  PARADE  IS  FORMED."  Ptom"  Winninga  Commission,"  in" St.  Ificholas." 

games,  funny  pictures,  the  famous  "Brownies,"  the  never-to-be-for- 
gotten jingles,  and  the  riddles,  the  rebuses,  the  charades,  the  what-nots 
of  elaborate  entanglement  that  have  called  forth  the  ingenuity  of  puz- 
zle-makers, old  as  well  as  young. 

TIMELY  ARTICLES. 

Whatever  subject  comes  up,  i^.  Nicholas  tries  to  give  its  young 
readers  a  good  understanding  of  it  while  it  is  fresh  in  the  public  mind. 
This  can  best  be  demonstrated  by  noting  a  few  of  the  many  timely  sub- 
jects that  the  magazine  has  treated  in  its  pages.  Coast-guard  service 
or  life-saving  on  the  coast,  the  work  qf  coast-guards  in  aiding  ships  and 
securing  cargoes  that  have  gone  ashore,  the  use  of  light-houses  and 
light-ships,  cable-telegraphy,  the  method  of  stopping  cars  by  a  vacuum- 
brake,  the  management  of  the  city  fire-department,  the  use  of  turret 
ships,  torpedoes,  torpedo-boats  in  war,  the  telephone,  the  minting  of 
money,  the  foretelling  of  the  weather,  the  electric  light,  the  making  of 
pottery,  the  cable  railway,  the  elevated  railroads,  the  transportation  of 
the  obelisk,  the  work  of  the  war-correspondent,  modern  harbor  defences, 
the  making  of  steel  ordnance,  Stanley  and  his  exploring  achievements, 
are  examples  of  many  pa|)ers  that  have  been  printed  on  subjects  of 
imme<liate  interest  at  the  time. 

Children  are  interested  iu  children,  ^i^.  Nicholas  avails  itself  of 
this  principle  to  amuse  them  and  to  attract  their  attention  to  many  im- 
portant subjects. 

SEBIAL  STORIES. 

The  stories  of  St,  Nicholas,  long  ones  and  short  ones,  are  too  widely 
known  to  require  any  description  here.  They  have  taken  the  widest 
range  and  appealed  to  the  most  diverse  tastes,  but  it  has  been  the 
special  aim  of  the  magazine  from  the  start  to  supplant  unhealthful 
literature  with  stories  of  a  living  and  healthful  interest,  uncontarainated 

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and  invigorating  as  the  open  air  of  heaven.  There  have  been  among 
the  serials  in  the  pages  of  St.  Nicholas  such  stories  of  home  life  and 
young  life;  among  them  Miss  Alcott's  best  stories  for  children,  and 
Mrs.  Dodge's  "  Donald  and  Dorothy ;"  stories  of  breezy  adventure 
and  boyish  life,  by  J.  T.  Trowbridge;  such  pictures  of  frontier  life 
and  base-ball  adventure  as. Noah  Brooks's  "  The  Boy  Emigrants"  and 
"  The  Fairport  Nine ;"  tales  of  remote  lands,  by  Bayard  Taylor ;  Frank 
R.  Stockton's  "A  Jolly  Fellowship,"  and  "What  Might  Have  Been 
Expected ;"  Mrs.  Frances  Hodgson  Burnett's  "  Little  Lord  Fauntle- 
roy,"  her  most  famous  juvenile  story,  and  her  other  stories,  "Sara 
Crewe"  and  "Little  St.  Elizabeth."  Many  of  the  St.  Nicholas  stories 
have  passed  into  juvenile  literature  as  classics.  It  is  not  too  much  to 
say  that  almost  every  notable  young  people's  storv  produced  in  America 
now  fii*st  seeks  the  light  in  the  pages  of  St.  Nicholas. 

"ST.  NICHOLAS"   AS   AN    EDUCATOR. 

Put  a  boy  to  studying  geography,  and  he  gets  a  vague  idea  that 
Greenland  is  a  green  spot  on  the  upper  part  of  his  map.  But  let  him 
read  Dr.  Hayes's  "  Adventures  on  an  Iceberg,"  and  the  arctic  land,  as 
by  a  touch  of  magic,  becomes  a  real  country.  All  the  dry  facts  in  the 
school-books  about  the  "chief  products"  and  "principal  seaports"  of 
Japan  will  never  make  that  laud  of  dainty  decoration  half  so  real  as 
will  the  article  in  Volume  VI.,  entitled  "The  Blossom-Boy  of  Tokio,"" 
with  its  thirty-seven  illustrations.  But  there  is  not  one  of  the  numbers 
of  the  magazine  that  does  not  stir  the  curiosity,  inform  the  memory, 
stimulate  thought,  and  enlarge  the  range  of  the  imagination.  Jack-in- 
the-Pulpit  keeps  up  a  steady  fire  of  suggestion,  question,  answer,  and 
what  not,  about  all  kinds  of  things,  stirring  up  the  mind  of  a  child  to 
knock  at  Nature's  doors  and  pry  into  the  secrets  of  science  and  art. 
One  of  the  ingenious  methods  used  by  the  magazine  to  excite  interest 
in  scientific  study  was  the  Agas^'z  Association, — the  most  successful 
society  of  young  people  ever  organized  for  scientific  purposes, — which 
was  originally  founded  by  St.  Nicholas. 

ITS  MORAL  AND   RELIGIOUS   INFLUENCE. 

St.  Nicholas  would  be  a  great  benefactor  if  it  did  nothing  but  pre- 
occupy the  ground,  and  so  crowd  out  the  ill  weeds  of  noxious  books 
and  papers,  which  are  sure  to  find  their  way  where  the  attention  is  not 
engaged  and  the  taste  elevated  by  better  reading.  The  great  antidote 
to  frivolity  is  mental  occupation,  and  this  antidote  a  juvenile  magazine 
of  the  highest  grade  aifords.  But  St.  Nicholas  does  far  more  than  this : 
to  hundreds  of  thousands  it  is  a  teacher  of  religion, — not  in  cold,  dog- 
matic form  like  a  catechism,  not  in  any  sectarian  sense.  But  it  teaches 
what  a  great  orator  once  called  "applied  Christianity," — the  principles 
of  religion  as  they  are  applied  to  ordinary  life.  Unselfishness,  faithful- 
ness, courage,  truthfulness, — these  things  are  taught  in  a  htmdred  ways 
by  stories,  poems,  and  precepts.  And  these  are  the  very  core  of  true 
religion  applied  to  the  life. 

What  a  galaxy  of  eminent  men  and  women  has  St.  Nicholas,  by 
some  hook  or  crook,  beguiled  into  writing  for  its  lucky  children  I 

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Indeed,  it  would  be  easier  to  tell  the  few  writers  of  note  who  have  not 
coutributed  than  to  recite  the  list  of  those  who  have. 

THE  PICTURES. 

As  to  the  list  of  artists  who  have  contributed  to  St.  Nicholas,  it 
includes  almost  all  the  prominent  illustrators  of  the  day. 

So  much  has  been  said  of  the  charming  illustrations  of  >S^^.  Nicholas, 
they  have  been  so  often  and  so  highly  praised,  they  have  brought  such 
warm  woixls  of  commendation  from  high  authorities  in  England  as  well 
as  in  America,  that  we  should  run  the  risk  of  becoming  tedious  if  we 
enlarged  upon  them  and  their  rare  educational  refining  influence.  The 
leading  paper  of  Edinburgh  pronounces  the  illustrations  "  infinitely 
superior"  to  anything  produced  in  juvenile  publications  in  Great 
Britain.  The  London  "  Spectator"  calls  St.  Nicholas  "  the  best  of  all 
children's  magazines,"  and  "The  Thunderer,"  the  London  "Times" 
itself,  pronounced  St.  Nicholas  superior  to  anything  of  its  kind  in  Eng- 
land, and  said  that  its  "  pictures  are  often  works  of  real  art,  not  only 
as  engravings,  but  as  compositions  of  original  design." 

IN    CONCLUSION. 

Of  the  success  of  the  magazine  it  is  not  needful  to  speak.  Eminent 
persons  have  subscribed  for  the  benefit  of  those  not  able  to  pay  for 
it,  for  the  sake  of  its  educating  influence.  The  Ames  family  subscribe 
yearly  for  two  hundred  copies  for  the  children  of  the  employees  in 
their  works  at  North  Easton,  Mass.  In  the  third  largest  public  library 
in  America,  more  than  three  thousand  people  read  St.  Nicholas  every 
month. 

When  the  magazine  began,  Charles  Dudley  Warner  said,  "If  the 
children  don't  like  it,  I  think  it  is  time  to  begin  to  change  the  kind  of 
children  in  this  country."  Well,  the  children  do  like  it,  but,  all  the 
same,  St.  Nicholas  has  changed  the  kind  of  children.  It  cannot  be  that 
multitudes  of  them  should  see  such  pictures  and  read  such  stories  and 
poems  without  being  better,  more  thoughtful,  more  refined,  and  in  many 
ways  another  kind  of  children  than  those  who  have  gone  before  them. 
St.  Nicliolas  has  a  great  list  of  attractive  features  for  the  coming  year ; 
it  will  be  "  better  than  ever,"  the  editors  say,  but  just  how  they  are 
going  to  manage  it  is  a  puzzle.  The  price  is  $3.00  a  year,  and  the  pub- 
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CASUALTY.— Personal  Accident,  Plate  Glass, 
Boiler^  Employer's  and  Landlord's 
Liability. 


OKKICERS. 
WM.  M.  RICHARDS,  GEO.  F.  SEWARD,  ROB'T  J.  HILLAS, 

President  Vice-President.  Secretary, 


Oso.  8.  Cob  .  Fna't  Aacrioan  Ezah.  Natloaal  Bank, 
J.  8.  T.  Strahaban  Prai't  Atlantic  Dock  Co 


Alex.  E.  Orb  . 
O.  O.  Williams 

A.  B.  IlDLL 

H.   A.   HCRLBUT 

J.  D.  Vermiltb 


DIRECTORS. 


.     or  David  Dowi  k  Co. 

Prea't  Chamical  Nat'l  D:  ak 

.  lUtlnd  Herchum 

,  Comm'r  of  Emigration. 

PtW*  MarehanU'  Nat' I  Bank. 


JOBlf  L.  RiKBR     . 

Wm.  U.  Malb 

j  o.  mcccllouoh 

Wh.G.Low 

J.  Rogers  Maxwell 

Wm.  M.  Richards 

Oeo.  F.  Sbvaro  . 


EDW'D  L.  SHAW, 

Ass't  Secretary. 


.      Of  J.  L.  t  D.  8.  Rik«r. 

.  Prei't  Atlantic  Tniit  Co. 

N.  Y.,  L.  E.  A  W.  By.  Co. 

Counnllor  at  Law. 

PTM't  C.  R.  R.  of  If .  J. 

Preiidont. 

.    Vieo-Pretidant. 


ALLCOCK'S 

POROUS    PLASTERS. 


The  only  safe  way  for  purchasers  is  to  insist  on  having  the 
genuine  article,  and  not  allow  themselves  to  be  swindled  by 
having  plasters  said  to  be  "just  as  good,"  or  "containing  supe- 
rior ingredients,"  imposed  upon  them.  These  are  only  tricks  to 
sell  inferior  goods  that  no  more  compare  with  Allcock's  Porous 
Plasters  than  copper  does  with  gold. 

One  trial  of  Allcock's  Porous  Plasters  will  convince  the  most 
sceptical  of  their  merits. 

The  eminent  Henry  A.  Mott,  Jr.,  Ph.D.,  F.C.S.,  late  Government  Chem- 
ist, says,  "My  investigation  of  Allcock's  Porous  Plaster  shows  it  to  contain 
valuable  and  essential  ingredients  not  found  in  any  other  plaster,  and  I  find  it 
superior  to  and  more  efficient  than  any  other  plaster." 


Beware  of  imitations,  and  do  not  be  deceived  by  misrepre- 
sentation. Ask  for  ALLCOCK'S,  and  let  no  solicitation  or 
explanation  induce  you  to  accept  a  substitute. 

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Girls. 


By  Helen  Ekin  Starrett,  in  TAe  Forum. 

"  Thousands  who  are  now  in  shops  and  other  organized 
industries  would  really  prefer  work  in  homes,  if  only  the 
heavy,  grimy,  malodorous,  clothes-destroying  work  of  cook 
ing  and  laundering  were  not  required  and  expected  of  them. " 

Well — if  this  is  true  there's  a  good 
time  coming  for  girls  and  the  mistress  too ; 
for  women  (by  millions)  are  coming  to 
know,  that  Pear  line  saves  the  clothes  on 
your  back  as  well  as  the  clothes  in  the  wash ; 
the  paint  on  your  walls — the  sheen  of  silver 
-the  lustre  of  glass  and  reduces  the  labor 
-drudger)'^— health  breaking— temper  and 
comfort  wearing  work  of  washing  and 
cleaning  to  almost  nothing.  Besides 
, — the  girl — the  mistress — or  both — 
are  better  satisfied  with  the  results.  It 
cleanses — restores  original  colors — but  hurts  nothing,  not  even  delicate 
skin — luxurious  for  bathing — be  among  the  bright  ones  and  use  Pear  line. 

Peddlers  and  some  unscrupulous  grocers  will  tell  you,  "  this  is  as  good  as ' 
or  *'  the  same  as  Pearline."  IT'S  FALSE — Pearline  is  never  peddled, 
and  if  your  grocer  sends  you  something  in  place  of  Pearline,  do  the  honest 
tbinc— J««^  it  back.  iga  JAMES  PYLE,  New  York. 


Beware 


mJE  EMPIRE  WRINBER^ 

Its  abeolntelr  free  from  the  f»ult«  ot  all  other  wring- £^ 
I  en.    The  coca  abown  In  the  cut  apply  the  power,  ^* 
l^nce  anyKarmeDt  wrung  tbroagb  tbia  wringer comei 
lont  perfectly  on  the  other  aide.     Buttona  banging  by  « 
!•  thread  ran  throngh  tbIa  wringer  without  being  torn 
I  from  the    garment ;  and  tha    coat    In   labor,   time, 
trouble  and  making  repair*  to  garment*  wrench- 
1  by  other  wrlnrem  li  alKoIately  aTnldcrt  in  tb«y 

I  of  Um  EMPIRE   WKINOEB. 


jBuwgg 


TL' EM  PI  RE 

never  gete  out  of  order.    It  Is  made  of  1 
__ wood, rubber  and  iron,  acd  will  last  for' 
years.     Saves  labor,    does  not  frrease  thei 
clothes,  never  rusts,  and  wrings  drier  than , 
any  wringer  manufactured.    ilO~Aeents 
Wiuited   everywhere.    Sold  by  Dealers.  I 
Addresa,  EMPIRE  WRINGER  CO., 
▲nlnim,  H.  T. 


SICK  HEADACHE 


A  FHCE.i/VMlME  TROM  ANY  DRUGGIST  l)R   ^fND   TO    319  W. 


ESTERBROOK'S  m 


H.  Y. 


THE  BEST  MADE. 


P ISO'S  REMEDY  FOR  CATARRH.— Best     Easiest" 
to  use.    Cheapest.    Relief  is  immediate.    A  cure  is 
certain.    For  Cold  in  the  Head  it  has  no  equal. 


C  ATA  R  R  H 


It  is  an  Ointment,  of  -which  a  small  particle  is  applied 
to  the  nostrils.  Price,  50c.  Sold  by  druggists  or  sent 
by  mail.    Address,        E.  T.  Hazeltine,  Warren,  Pa. 

46 


m 


"Oh,  I  wish  he'd  break  onelll" 


LUNDBORG'S  FAMOUS  PERFUMERY, 

In  FANCY  PACKAGES  and   REGULAR  STYLES, 
is  both  suitable  and  acceptable  for 

Christmas  Presents. 

For  Sale  by  all  Dealers. 


TRY    LUNDBORG'S     HelioVioIet    SACHET    POWDER. 

47 


-»  2ISL  Co2./6  w47  VSt.UeV^ 


Established  1850. 

A  Pigh-Grade  fiano 

OVER  14,000  IN  USE. 

Recommended  by  our  leading  artists.  Used  in 
families  of  refinement  and  culture.  Preferred  by 
vocalists  to  all  others  on  account  of  Its  peculiar 
singing  quality  of  tone.  iEolian  Echo,  "  Bric-a- 
Brac  Cabinet,"  and  automatic  top-raiser  our  new 
and  latest  features. 

EVERY  PIANO  WARRANTED  FIVE  YEARS. 

Catalogue,  prices,  terms,  etc.,  to  any  address 
by  mall.    Ola  Pianos  exchanged. 

PEEK  i  SOU,  New  York. 

BKANOHES  IW  AIL  PRINCIPAl  CITIES. 


UNEXCELLED  IN - 


Fower  and    Singing   Quality  of   Tone, 

Precision  and  Delicacy  of  Touch, 

And  Bvery  Quality    Requiaite  in  « 

FIRST  CLASS  PIANO. 

Sold  on  Installments. 

Tf  not  for  sale  by  your  local  dealer,  address 
THE  JOHK  CHUEOH  00.,  Cincinnati,  0. 


3Nearly300  PERSONALS  ",ru';i::- 
wanting  to  correspond  for  fun  or  matrimony  ap-| 
pear  ineach  iMue  of  Heart  A  Hand.  Sample  copy 
•ealMllOo.  Heart *Haa4, 61  D«arbora8t.,GlilMce, 


^      -^J^ATE  RIALS 
/2<y  5o.//thSt,PHIL/\D'A 


Mtmorial  Windows.  Moulc  Work. 

WILLIAM   REITH, 

ARTIST  IN  STAINED  GLASS, 

For  Chnrches  and  Dwelliags. 

134  NORTH  SEVENTH  STREET, 

PHILADELPHIA. 


VIOLIN  OUTFITS  «o',r.?r;!S 

sent  to  any  part  of  the  United  States  on  three  days' 
trial  before  buying. 


We  issue  a  beautifully  illustrated  100-page  cata- 
logue of  Banjos,  Comets,  Clarionets,  Fifes, 
Flutes,  Guitars,  Harmonicas,  Music  BoxeSt 
Violins,  Strings,  Music,  eto. 

-W-Send    XJs   Yorir   ikdclress.  *£« 
C.  W.  STOBT,  28  Central  St.,  Boston,  Mass. 


s  300  Tunes 

>lymni,  Songri,  a 
Dance  Alusie.    Na 
paper     used,    but 
meUiUle      rollerr, 
making  delightful 
mutlc.     Piavi  • 
tune  a*   Ions 
as  deaired. 
Reeds  or- 
gan size. 
Beautiful* 
ly  fiiiishecf* 
rescniblins 
Mahogany, 
decorated 


con  pCay  it. 


T«r  keys. 

If  Tou  want  the  Beat  send  direct  to  the  Slakera.    We  will 

rio'mn  you.    Just  whBt  you  want  to  make  home  happy.    8en4 
$6.00  with  this  notice  and  we  will  send  Or^an  at  ouce,  all  com- 
t>lete.     Satisfaction,  or  money  refunded.    Address 
BATES  ORGAN  CO..  74  Peart  Street,  BOSTON.   MaSS* 


o  Introdiii-e  them,  one  in  every  County  or  town  ftjp- 
liable  persona  (either  eex)  who  will  promise  to 
Borden  Mnale  Box  Co.,  Box  SlSt,  n7T.  QSlCJ, 


48 


;^.^;^.^;^    R  I  M  N  O  S    -^>^^^*^>t>>^ 


MARRIAGE  IS  IVOT  A  FAII.URK! 

It  was  decided  that  way  before  time  was,  and,  in  accordance  with  the 
order  of  things,  you  will  marry  and  be  happy,  if  you  are  wise,  and  by  the 
same  token  you  will  furnish  your  house  with  an  Ivers  «&  Pond  Piano ;  not 
forgetting  that  our  SOFT  STOP  will  be  worth  more  to  you  than  the  whole 
price  of  any  piano,  for  you  can  keep  up  your  music  without  disturbing  the 
baby's  naps,  and  without  detriment  to  j-our  husband's  quiet  game  of  whist. 
Do  you  prefer  that  he  should  do  his  card -playing  at  home?  Then  you  want 
our  Soft  Stop.  "Write  us  a  postal-card  and  find  out  all  about  it,  and  much 
besides  regarding  pianos. 

WE  SHIP  ON  APPROVAL,  pianos  to  be  returned  if  unsatisfac- 
tory on  trial  in  your  home.     Railway  freights  both  ways  at  our  expense. 

DISTANCE  MAKES  NO  DIFFERENCE— 1  mile  or  2000  miles 
are  alike  to  us.     Old  instruments  taken  in  exchange;  terms  of  payment 
made  easy. 
100-PAGE    ILLUSTRATED    CATALOGUE    MAILED    FREE. 


IVERS  &  POND  PIANO  COMPANY 

Masonic  Temple,  183-186  Tremont  St.,  Boston,  Mass. 

OUR   I.ATEST    STYLES    CAN    BE    SEEN    AT 

G.  W.  HERBERT'S,  18  E.  17th  St.,  New  York.     SANDERS  &  STATMAN'S,  Baltimore,  Wa»hlngton,  and  Richmond. 
J.  G.  BAMSDELI/S,  1111  Chestnut  St.,  Pliila.      W.  J.  DYER  *  BKO.'S,  St.  Paul  and  Minneapolis. 
r.H.  CHANDLER'S,  300 Fulton  St., Brooklyn.     PHILIP  WERLEIN'S,  135  Canal  St.,  New  OrleMU. 
For  Pftciflc  Coast,  KOHLER  &  CHASE,  Sau  Francisco,  Gal. 

49 


WITH  THE   WITS. 


■///'/.„'  ,n 


A  Startling  Climax. 
I.— The  Gods. 


;^^lkij,fl;" 


"  Heads  I  cross  the  field,  tails  I  go  around  by  the  road,"  exclaimed  the  pedes- 
trian, as  he  prepared  to  flip  a  coin  ;  but  just  then  the  bull  came  upon  the  scene, 
and  the  matter  was  decided  with  a  toss-up. 


"  There  is  no  way  to  succeed  !"  exclaimed  the  despondent  man. 
"Oh,  yes,  there  is,"  returned  the  lazy  nephew  who  was  waiting  for  his  nabob 
uncle  to  die  :  "  Where  there's  a  will  there's  a  way." 


Unfurnished  Apartments. 
An  idea,  in  searching  round. 

Another  strolling  fancy  met. 
8aid  one,  "I'm  tired;"  "And  I,  alas!" 
The  other  cried.     "Where  can  we  pass 
The  night?    Ah,  here's  a  dude  :  he  has 

A  vacant  tenement  to  let." 


The  reason  so  many  topers  are  irretrievably  set  in  their  ways  is  that  the  bar- 
keeper has  about  all  of  their  "  change." 


A  Relief. 
"I  cannot  sing  the  old,  old  songs," 

She  hummed,  with  feet  upon  the  treadle : 
"The  gods  be  praised  !"  a  wag  exclaimed, 
"  You'll  get  your  bust  upon  a  medal." 
r)0 


^^       FOR  ^"^yRT  ANn  ^^ 


INFANTS 


AND 


INVAUDS. 


MARK. 


FOOD 


The  most  digestible,  nutritious,  and  beneficial 
of  all  artificial  Foods  for  Infants. 

An  unexcelled  acquisition  to  the  dietary  of 
sickly  children,  dyspeptics,  invalids,  convalescents 
and  the  aged. 

DOLIBER— GOODALE  CO., 
BOSTON,  MASS. 


The 


Daylight 


Not  a  flicker, 
no  smell, 
no  trouble. 
Nothing  but  solid 
comfort  reading, 
sewing   or   chatting 
in  its  light. 


Lamp 


Manufactured  by  Craig, 
head  &  Kintz  Co.,  33 
Barclay  St.,  N.  Y.  Your 
Lamp  Dealer  will  have 
it.  Send  to  the  Daylight 
Lamp  Co. . 38 1'ai  k  Place, 
New  York,  for  further 
information. 


Dr.  Warner's  Camel's  Hair  and  Natu- 
ral Wool  Health  Underwear  is  supe- 
rior to  silk  or  any  other  material. 

It  is  soft  and  comfortable,  free  from 
dyes  or  other  impurities,  and  a  protec- 
tion against  Colds,  Rheumatism  and 
Neuralgia. 

It  is  made  in  thirty-seven  different 
styles  for  Men,  Women  and  Children. 

Catalogue  with  samples  of  material 
sent,  by  mail  on  application. 

WARNER  BROTHERS, 


359  Broadway,  N.  Y. 


61 


THE  CRANDALL 


$50.00. 

NO  AGENTS.    NO  COMMISSIONS. 

In  consideration  of  the  increasing  demand  for  a 
Standard  two-handed  Typewriter  at  a  low  price,  we 
have  abandoned  the  expensive  method  of  selling 
through  agents,  and  now  ofFer  the  same  machine 
(heretofore  sold  at  $75.00)  direct  from  Factory  to 
user  at  850.00  net  cash.  Write  us  for  catalogue, 
sample  of  work,  and  special  features  of  the  "Cran- 
dall."    Address 

Crandall  Machine  Co., 

IVeiv  T«rk       .      353  Broadway, 

Chicago    .       .      337  L.a  Salle  St. 

Facforj,  Grolon,  JB,  Y. 


TYPEWRITERS. 

Largest  like  establishment  in  the  world.  First- 
class  Second-hand  Instruments  at  half  new  prices. 
Unprejudiced  advice  given  on  all  makes.  Ma- 
chines sold  on  monthly  payments.  Any  Instru- 
ment manufactured  shipped,  privilege  to  examine. 
EXCHANGING  A  SPECIALTY.  Wholesale  prices 
to  dealers.    Illustrated  Catalogues  Free. 

TYPEWRITiUR  I  70  Broadway,  New  York. 
HEADaUARTERS.  S  1^4  La  SaUe  St.,  Chicago. 


%i^ 


EsUblished.  1850 


WILLIAM  WIL[li 


MANUFACTIIRER  OF 


STAIR-RODS,  STEP-PLATES, 

BRASS  BEDSTEADS  AND  CDIBS, 

Fenders.  Fire  Sets,  and  Andirons, 
Fenders,  Fire  Sets,  and  Andirons, 

Itn-nA  and  B^ot  Bttita,  Fire  Screens,  I^ot- 
atoola,  etc, 

223  AND  225  SOUTH  FIFTH  STREET, 

PHILADELPHIA. 

Send  for  Cataloguk. 


AN  ACCEPTABLE  HOLIDAY  PRESENT 

"The  addition  of  Stenography  and  Type  Writine  to  the  edn- 
cation  of  jounR  people,  increases  very  materially  their  chances 
of  making  a  livelihood."— H'.  T.  Hutrw,  U.S.  Citm.  «/ Kdueuiion. 
Tlie  InrKest  order  Hm  U.  8.  Government  ever  placed 

™--"Nalional" 
Type  Wf  lief 

™        ■^        TrredDectiTe  of  nrice.  the  BR.ST  and  inoHt 


Irrespectire  of  price,  the  BE.ST  and  most 

complete  Standard  Writing  Machine  made.    Embodies  every 

g^ood  quality  found  in  other  Machines,  and  has  nuiui/  poims  of 

suverv/ri(!/,nll  idioicn.  Weighs  about  13 lbs.  Perfect  Manifolder. 

More  and  better  manifold  copies  than  upon  any  machine  made. 

Occupies  space  of  a  Dictionary.  i2i)  Keys.  81  t'hiirncters. 

£»«'  1/  M<uhine  WiiTnintril.        rHrr—iur/uJiiig  pnrliible  UJ/ice  C'cua 

KATIONAI.  TYPEWIHTHU  CO., 

Manufacturers  and  Sole  Agents, 

T16,  71  7.  Htid   tll»  Ar«-h  Street, 

rillLAUELPllIA,  PA.,  v.  8.  A. 


g  piiriiioie  ujpce  ucut 

S60 


|^<^^ TOILET   HRTICLES-^^i.. 


A  VALUABLE  AND  DOUBLY  USEFUL  LITTLE  INSTRUMENT  FOR  LADIES. 

''DUPLEX''  ELECTRO-MAGNETIC  CURLER  and  CRIMPER. 

This  is  the  most  perfect,  convenient,  useful,  and  effective  little  toilet  article  ever  invented.  It  combines 
a  Comb-curler  of  superior  liuish  with  an  improved  Tone  Crimper,  and  both  parts  beinR  Electro-Mag- 
netic, it  quickly  produces  wonderfully  pleasing  and  fashionable  results.  With  its  aid  tlie  hair  can  be 
fixed  in  any  desired  style,  and  when  so  fixed  with  this  little  instrument  itfetains  the  eflect  mud 
longer  and  is  not  even  affected  bv  damp  air.    (hice  tried  always  used. 

Price,  50  cts.       -« -  »^»!5«m.u...  <5^         OF  ALL  DEALERS. 


This  cut  is  one-fourth  size. 
PATENTED. 

It  does  not  break  off  or  ruin  the  hair  like  most  Curlers  and  Crimpers,  never  falls  in  operation,  and 
is  guaranteed  to  give  satisfaction.        MONEY  REFUNDED  IF  NOT  AS  REPRESENTED. 

It  is  for  sale  by  the  leading  drug,  dry,  and  fancy  goods  trade  generally ;  but  if  not  obtainable  in  yonr 
vicinity,  we  will  mail  it  to  any  address,  post-paid,  guaranteeing  safe  delivery,  on  receipt  of  50c.,  or  five 
for  SJ.iK).  Remit  bv  draft,  express,  or  post-office  money  order,  or  currency  in  registered  letter,  payable 
to  THE  A.  BKIDGMAN   CO.,  37H  Broadway,  New  York.     Mention  Lippincott's. 

Agents  wanted  for  Dr.  Bridgman's  Corsets.  Brushes,  Belts,  and  Specialties.    Most  liberal  terms. 


U  ■•  CO    a    . 
•-1  2  '-3    o  ^ 


A  Skin  of  Beauty  is  a  Joy  I'orever. 

Dr.  T.  FELIX  QOCBAUD'Q 
ORIENTAL (REAM, 

|orMaf;lcal  Beaiilifler, 

^temoves  Tan,  Pimples.Freckles, 
Moth-Patches, 
j  Kaih,  and  Skin  dis- 
I  eases,  and  every 
blemish  on  beauty, 
and  defies  detec- 
tion. On  its  Tir- 
tuesit  has  stood  the 
test  of  40  years ;  no 
other  his,  and  is  so 
harmless  ve  taste 
it  to  be  sure  it  is 
properly  made. 
Aocei't  no  counter- 
feit of  (imilar 
name.  Thedistin- 
^  guished  Dr.  L.  A. 

^^  Bayer  said  toa  lady 

of  the  haut  ton  (a  patient),  "Ai  you  ladie*  will  nae  them,  I 
reeominrnii  'Soura\id'$  Cream' ar  the  leatt  harvi/ulo/ allthe 
Sl-in  prepttT nli'tni :'  One  bottle  will  last  six  months, usin^it 
•Teryday.  Also  Poudre  Subtile  removes  superfluous  htjrwith- 
ontinjary  to  the  skin.  FEKD.  T.  IIUPKINS,  Proprietor,  37 
Qreat  Jonas  Street.  New  York. 

Forsale  by  all  Draggista  and  Fancy  Goods  Dealers  through- 
out tha  U.  8..  Canadas.  and  Europe  j|E^ Beware  of  base  imi- 
tations. $iUJO  Kewanl  for  arrest  and  proof  of  any  one  selling 
the  same 


CURED 

TO  STAY 

CURED 


ASTHMA     _ 

Send  name  and  address  for  THESIS,  with 
REPORTS  of  CASES,  to 

P.    HAROLD    HAYES,    M.D., 
716  MAIN  ST..  BUFFALO.  N.Y. 


WATT'S 

GLTCERINEJELLY 

OF  VIOLETS. 

ThemoiCflrirent  preparation  for  keep- 
ing the  ikin  Tilveij  soft.  Cures  aud 
prerenU  chapped  skin,  lips  and  aU 
I  raaghness  caused  by  cold  winds;  nsad 
■  by  Mrs.  l.anEtry,  Mrs.  Poitrr.  Ifiis 
I  t.Wrn  Terry ,  ete.  On  sale  by  alldrng- 
f  glots  or  bv  mail,  35cent8. 

lO  N.  liroad  St.,  Phllad'a. 

VaU'a  Pcptouised  Soda  Ulat  P>-nets,  cure  Dyipeptla. 


LOVELY  WOMAN ! 

Peautif  ul  form ,  brilliant  eyes,  akin  pearly  white, 
porfwt  health.  Life  w.irth  the  living  to  all  whii  use 
Dr.  Ainraett's  French  Arsenic  Complexion  Wafers.  $1.00 
per  twx  by  mall  to  any  aUdress. 

.FULTON  M'FGCO.,18CortI«ndtSt,,Kew  Tort.. 


I  AniF^  send  5  cents  for  copy  of  Dorcas  Magazine 
LHUILu  of  Woman's  Handiwork.  Itisinvaluable 
Address  Dobcas  Pub'nq  Co.,  37  College  Plac:e.  N.  Y. 


Dobbins'  Electric  Soap. 


THE  BEST  FAMILY  SOAP 
IN  THE  WORLD.— ^ 

It  is  Strictly  Pore,  niiifom  in  Quality. 

THE  original  formula  for  which  we  paid  $50,000 
twtnty  yf^rs  ago  has  never  been  modified  or 
changedin  the  slightest.  This  BOap  Is  Iden- 
tical in  quality  to-day  witli  tbat 
made  twenty  years  ag-a. 

IT  contains  notliinif  that  can  injure 
the  finest  fabric.    It  brightens  colors 
and  bleaches  whites. 

TT  washes  flannels  and  blankets  as  no  other  soap  in 
*■  the   world  does — without  shrinking — leaving  them 
soft  and  white  and  like  new. 

READ  THIS  TWICE. 


THERE  is  a  Kreat  savinic  of  time,  of  labor,  of 
soap,  of  fueT,  and  of  the  fabric,  where  Dobbins' 
Electric  Soap  is  used  accttrding'  to  directions. 
QNE  trial  will  demonstrate  its  great  merit.  It 
^  will  pay  you  to  make  that  trial. 
TIKE  all  best  tbiBKS,  it  is  extensively  imitated 
^  and  counterfeited. 


^^^^«^AA^^AA^AA 


Peware  of  Imitations. 


»»^^^<»»»«MV^^^»MM» 


TNSIST  upon  Dobbins'   Electric.      Don't   take 
■*  Magnetic,  Electro-Magic,  Philadelphia  Electric,  or 
any  other  fraud,  simply  because  it  is  cheap.     They  will 
mill  clothes,  and  are  dear  at  any  price.     Ask  for 

<..-$  DOBBINS*  EI^ECTRIC  ^..> 

and  take  no  other.  Nearly  every  grocer  from  Maine  to 
Mexico  keeps  it  in  stock.  If  yours  hasn't  it,  he  will  or- 
der from  his  nearest  wholesale  grocer. 

PEAD  carefully  the  inside  wrapper  around  each  bar, 
and  be  careful  to  follow  directions  on  each 
outside  wrapper.  You  cannot  afford  to  wait  longer 
before  trying  for  yourself  this  old,  reliable,  and  truly 
wonderful 

Dobbins'  *  Electric  *>  Soap. 


ESPEY'S"c^°e"a*m" 

CURES  CHAPPED  HANDS,  FACE.  LIPS.  OR  ANT  R0U6I- 

lESS  or  THE  SKIN,  prevenu  tendency  to  wrinkles 
or  aging  of  skin,  keeps  the  face  and  hands  soft, 
smooth,  and  plump.  It  is  also  highly  recommended 
for  api>lying  and  holding  face  powder.  Once  Tied 
always  used.  For  sale  by  all  Druggists  and  Deal. 
•ri  in  Fancy  Goods. 


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Supreme    Court,    Fifth   Judicial    District,    N.  Y. 


"WHO   cj^isr   b:ei-a.t   it? 

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So  preparation  and  only  a 
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Photo  Trading  Post. 

Headquarters  of  the  Chautauqua  School  of 
Photography.  Tublishers  of  Photographic 
Times  and  Annual.  Manufacturers  of  all  sorts 
of  Photo  material,  specially  the  Waterbury,  the 
Irving  View,  and  Adz'ill  Cameras. 
Send  for  catalogue. 

The  Scovill  &  Adams  Co., 
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ESTABLISHED    1846. 


FRANKLIN 

Pmilllllli  INK  WORKS, 

JOHN  WOODRUFF'S  SONS, 

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WITH  THE  WITS. 


A  Stabtling  Climax. 
II. — From  the  Balcony. 


Mrs.  Crosstree  (to  her  collar- 
button-hunting  spouse). — "  Now, 
John,  don't  lose  your  temper." 

Mr.   Crosstree. — "  Lose  it !    I 

should  say  not !   — ! !! !!! 

blank,  blank !  Got  the  blamed 
thing  yet,  haven't  I?" 


Style. 
Some  peccadilloes  give  us  such 

Delight,  we  call  them  venial ; 
"We  do  not  mind  a  rogue  so  much 

Who  is  adroit  and  genial. 


Haranguing  a  Nonentity. 
Mrs.  Familias  (tearfully). — "John,  you  are  pleasant  enough  when  there  is 
company  ;  why  don't  you  scold  when  there  is  some  one  around?" 

Mr.  Familias  (champion  mean  man).— "True  ;  that  would  be  an  advantage." 


The  Reason. 
A  tar  is  called  a  jolly  "  dog ;" 

The  cause  of  this  remark 
Must  be  that  he  is  often  found 

Connected  with  a  barque. 


It  does  not  follow  that  a  merchant  with  a  limited  stock  should  be  ill-tempered, 
although  it  must  be  admitted  that  he  is  out  of  "sorts." 


A  Consolation. 
The  wise  man  knows  he  does  not  know 

In  spite  of  all  his  labor  ; 
But  then  he's  reconciled  to  think 

That  neither  does  his  neighbor. 


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A  LUXURIANT  GROWTH  OF  HAIR 

is  produced  by  the  CUTICURA  Remedies.  They  strike  at  the  cause  of  falling  hair  and  bald- 
ness. They  cleanse  the  scalp  of  every  humor  and  disease,  whether  Itchy,  Scaly,  Crusted,  or 
Blotchy,  whether  simple,  scrofulous,  or  hereditary,  and  point  to  a  speedy,  permanent,  and  lux- 
uriant growth  of  hair  when  the  best  physicians  and  all  other  remedies  fail.  Hundreds  of  grate- 
ful testimonials  attest  their  wonderful  efficacy.  CuTicURA  Remedies  are  the  greatest  skin  cures, 
blood  purifiers,  and  humor  remedies  of  modem  times.  Are  absolutely  pure  and  agreeable  to  the 
most  sensitive,  and  may  be  used  by  young  and  old  with  the  most  gratifying  and  unfailing  success. 
CuTicURA,  the  great  skin  cure,  instantly  allays  the  most  intense  itching,  burning,  and  inflamma- 
tion, clears  the  scalp  of  crusts  and  scales,  destroys  microscopic  insects  which  feed  on  the  hair, 
soothes  and  heals  raw  and  irritated  surfaces,  stimulates  the  hair  follicles,  and  supplies  the  roots 
with  energy  and  nourishment.  Cuticura  Soap,  an  exquisite  purifier,  is  indispensable  in  cleans- 
ing diseased  surfaces.  CuTicuRA  Resolvent,  the  new  Blood  and  Skin  Purifier  and  greatest  of 
Humor  Remedies,  cieanses  the  blood  of  all  impurities  and  poisonous  elements,  and  thus  removes 
all  constitutional  disturbances  affecting  the  growth  of  the  hair.     Hence,  the 

CUTICURA  REMEDIES 

cleanse  the  scalp  of  every  humor  and  disease,  and  restore  the  hair  to  a  vigorous  growth  when 
all  other  methods  and  remedies  absolutely  fail. 

"  HOW  TO  CURE  DISEASES  OF  HAIR  AND  SCALP,"  mailed  free  to  any  addresi.  64  page»,  300  Dis- 
eases, 50  Illustrations,  100  Testimonials.     A  book  of  priceless  value  to  every  sufferer. 

"  CUTICURA  REMEDIES  are  sold  everywhere.  Price,  CirricuRA,  50  cts.  ;  CirricuRA  Soap,  25  cts. ;  Cim- 
CURA  Resolvent,  $1.00.     Prepared  by  Potter  Druo  &  Chemical  Corporation,  Boston. 

Ladies  of  the  HlP'heSt  ^^^'^^  standing  have  pronounced  the  CUTICURA   SoAP  more 
°  delicate  and  refreshing  than  the  most  noted  and  expensive  of 

toilet  and  nursery  soaps,  while  incomparably  superior  to  all  so-called  skin  and  complexion  soaps 
for  preserving,  purifying,  and  beautifying  the  skin.  CUTICURA  is  iAe  only  medicated  toilet  soap 
and  the  only  preventive  of  inflammation  and  clogging  of  the  pores,  the  cause  of  pimples,  black- 
heads, rough,  red,  and  oily  skin,  and  simple  humors  of  infants  and  children.  Sale  greater  than 
the  combined  sales  of  all  other  skin  soaps.     Sold  everywhere.     Price,  25  cts. 

67 


^be  Tubing  for   Christmas, 


Pen   and   Ink  in  Your   Pocket."  ^°^l^^'' 


n  CORTLANDTST., 

New  Tobk, 
Oct.  9, 1890. 
"Have  a  led, 
Biytelf,  »nd  par- 
ohmasd  for  friend*. 
OTer  two  hundrad 
of  your  Fountain 
Pani  with  unirar- 
■al  satisfaction. 

"J.HtKRTSUAVt, 

Gao'l  Agent, 

yrashington  Life 

Int.  Co." 


OUR  *MNDEPENDENT"  FOUNTAIN   PEN 

HOLDS  INK  fora  WEEK'S  USE,  and  is  fitted  with  a  superior  GOLD 
PEN  to  suit  any  writer.  MANY  PEOPLE  think  our  Pens  are  the  best 
in  use.  Price,  $1.50  and  upward,  of  dealers,  or  by  mail,  post-paid. 
Send  for  testimonials  and  illustrated  Price-List. 


J.  A.  ULLRICH  &  CO.,  106-108  Liberty  St.,  New  York. 

STRAWBRIDGE  S  CLOTHIER 

Are  displaying  large  and  most  attractive  assortments  of 

SEflSOUflBliE  m  GOODS 

Of  every  description,  all  of  which  have  been  carefully  selected  for 
the  Autumn  Season,  abroad  and  at  home,  by  experienced  buyers. 

Our  patrons  are  assured  of 

AJff  ITP^I^IMIXED   VARIHXY, 

MOST  MODBRAXH  PRICES, 

UNSURPASSED  EACII^ITIES, 

PROmPXNESS   AND   ACCURACY. 


Samples  of  every  kind  of  material  promptly  forwarded  wlthont  charge. 


STRHMBRIDGE  Si  CLOTHIER, 


Nlarket  St., 


EighLtti   St., 


Kllbert  St., 


fh:iua.ideijFh:ia. 


THE  "ECONOMY"  WALL  DESK. 

An  elegant  piece  of  furniture,  beiiutifving  your  home,  office,  laboratory, 
library,  private  office,  bank,  or  store,  and  an  indispensable  convenience  to 
either,  occupvinif  no  floor  space  whatever  and  flUinK  '■he  place,  in  every  par- 
ticular, of  a  iooT  desk  of  far  greater  proportions.  Those  who  have  them  say 
It  isa  pleasure  to  use  one.  Listen  to  what  the  Rev.  Lyman  Abbott,  D.D., 
pMtor  of  Plymouth  Church,  Brooklyn,  and  editor  of  the  Christian  Union.BSiya: 

"  It  seems  to  me  the  biggest  muUum  in  the  smallest  parvo  I  have  ever  seen. 
For  convenience  of  packing  away  much  store  in  small  space  it  competes  with 
the  famous  bee  cells;  and  for  convenience  of  getting  at  the  store,  the  bee 
oelli  are  nowhere  In  comparison.  It  makes  easy  observance  of  the  motto, 
'A  place  for  evervthing  and  everything  Id  its  place.'  If  any  words  of  mine 
can  put  this  desk  into  a  deskleu  borne,  I  shall  have  put  that  home  under 
obligations  to  me.  (Signed)         LYMAN  ABBOTT." 

We  also  manu&cture  tbe  "  Favorite"  combination  desk.  The  best  stand- 
ing desk  on  tbe  market.  Orders  for  special  designs  solicited.  Send  for 
catal(jgue  to 

CORTLAND  DESK  CO.,  Umited,  CORTLAND,  N.  Y. 

68 


Jlosiery,  Underwear, 

]\Jen^s  furnishings, 

Gloves. 


^i^E  are  the  orliflnal  Inventors  and  manufac- 
VV  turers  of  J  KRSEY- FITTING  Union  Un- 
dergarments, and  Inciters  Patent  for  the  same. 
Each  garment  is  marked  "  Pat.  Feb.  7.  '85,"  and  all 
garments  not  thns  marked  are  infringemerUs.  We 
make  them  in  High  Grade,  Silk,  Silk  and  Wool,  Silk 
and  Merino,  Natnral  Wool,  Merino,  Wool  or  Cotton 
in  Fast  Black,  and  Balbriggan,  Winter  and  Summer 
weight.  These  garments  are  SUPKKIOK  in  FIT, 
and  in  workmanship  EQUAL  to  any  and  SKCONI> 
to  none.  They  have  received  the  enaorsement  of  the 
Leading  Dress  Reformers  in  the  country,  and  thou- 
sands of  ladies  have  expressed  their  unasked-for 
satisfaction  as  to  fit,  quality,  and  Avorkmanship.  In 
addition  to  our  regiilar  FITTED  SHOULDEBS, 
and  Sleeve  as  raaiie  last  sea-^on.  we  make  a  full  line 
with  SQUARE  SHOULDER.S,  and  de.sire  that  all 
ladies  buying  Union  Undergarments  should  see  the 
two  styles,  also  some  points  of  interest  not  found  in 
any  other  garment.  Send  stamp  for  circular  and 
"Swatche". ' 

FLORENCE  Silk  Mittens. 
The  engraving  shows  a  late  style  of 
these  goods.     They  are  made  of 
Genuine  Florence  Knit- 
ting   Silk.      Whatever 
the  design,  all  real  Flor- 
ence   Silk    Mittens  are 
[sold  one  pair  m  a  box, 
bearing  the  brand  "  Flor- 
ence "  on  one  end.   The 
pattern  shown  here  is 
lined  in  back  and  wrist 
throughout  with  silk. 
They  are  perfect-fit- 
ting, and  in  cold  cli- 
mates are  far  more 
durable,  and  quite 
as  elegant  anil 
fashionable  as  the 
best  of  gloves.     Sold 
by  all  enterprising  deal- 
ers, who  can    be  sup- 
plied by  the 
NONOTUCK  SILK  CO., 

New  York,  Boston,  Chicago,  St.   Louis,  Cincinnati,  and 
Su  Paul. 


To  make  it  possible  for  customers  to 
purchase  these  goods  by  maU  as  easily 
as  if  they  visited  the  store  in  person, 
we  are  issuing  this  season  a  handsome 
Catalogue  of  these  Departments.  It  is 
the  most  complete  catalogue  of  its  kind 
that  has  yet  been  sent  out. 

It  wiU  be  mailed  free  to  any  address, 
until  the  edition  is  exhausted.  Svud 
your  name  and  address  at  once. 


James  McCreery  &  Co. 

BROADWAY  and  ELEVENTH  ST., 
NEW  YORK. 


With  Rounded  Rib  on  holding  edges  of  Fastener. 

OVER  TEN  MILLION  PAIRS  SOLD. 


When  needing  Ho.sb  Scpportkrs  you  know 
A  knowledge  of  the  best  becomes  A 
Really  desirable  accomplishment,  foR 
R  ich  or  poor;  you  want  your  hose  to  wea  R 
E  verything  to  be  comfortable  should  be  -whol  E 
N  othing  more  aggravating  tbau  your  hose  tor  N 

Heed  us  when  we  state  the  trutH 
Only  one  Fastener  has  absolutely  NO 
Sharp  edges  to  cut  the  stocklngtt 
Easy   to   prove  our  words  by  trying  on  ■ 

See  that  Warren  Is  on  the  Fasteners 
U  nfortunately  Imitations  will  be  offered  yo  U 
Pass  them  by  and  do  not  stoP 
P  erslsting  for  the  Warren  which  all  kee  P 
On  beautiful  silk  webs  we  own  nO 
Rival  in  any  make,  and  as  foR 
The  exclu>lve  styles  they  are  much  sough  T 
Every  Imitation  has  a  holding  sharp  eclg  E 
R  emember,  ITarren  the  only  perfect  Fastene  R 
Sold   everywhere   at    popular    prlceS 


i;i':::MADE-:iFftOM   v.-:v^ 
LfHEi&ESTrOr;  WEBS 
;;  METAUTRIMMIiNGS; 
WARRANTEd:N0T:TO  RU^T 
Rl;LPART$;DOUBU:STITCH« 


NOTE.— The  Fasteners  are  not  sold  separata 
•at  any  price. 
Illustrated  Catalosrue  of   Hose  Supporters 
and   Corset    Substitutea    mailed  free  to  anx 
address. 

GEO.  FROST  &  CO.,  31  Bedford  Street, 

BOSTON,  MASS. 

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Tliis  National  Parlor  Game  is 

Perfectly  Harmless  and  in- 
[tensely  Amusing.  No  better 
lentertaiumc-nt  for  the  home. 
'Crowing  Children  need  it 

Everybody  needs  it  for 

Health  and 

Amusementa 

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TO  LADIES  GEY! 


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OLD  POINT  COMFORT,  VA. 
America's  Great  Health  Resort. 


Situated  -within  100  yards  of  Fortress 
Monroe.    Accommodates  1000  guests. 

Scenic  attractions  unrivalled.  Has 
Turkish,  Russian,  Electric,  and  Hot  Sea- 
Baths,  the  latter  celebrated  for  their 
efficiency  in  rheumatic  troubles.  Glass- 
enclosed  Verandas.  Music  by  the  U.  S. 
Artillery  School  Band.  Average  tem- 
perature for  -winter,  48  degrees.  Pure 
ocean  air ;  free  from  malaria,  and  heavily 
charged  with  ozone,  the  great  lung  puri- 
fier. Nervousness  and  insomnia  speed- 
ily and,  in  most  cases,  permanently  re- 
lieved. All  things  considered,  the  most 
comfortable  and  'delightful  resort  at 
which  to  spend  the  winter  months  in 
the  United  States.  Send  for  descriptive 
pamphlet. 

F.   N.   PIKE, 

Manager. 


'^>i^  THE  WONDERFUL  MAGIC 
POCKET  SAVINGS  BANK  I 


Locks  and  Rkuistkks  DispositsI 
lOpenx  itself  when  $5  in  dinieshave 
■been  deposited.  Fits  Vest  Pocket  I 
JPostpaia  to  any  address  on  receipt 
lof  SSc.  Money  reifunded  if  not 
Isatisfactory.  Afcents  wanted. 
IWrlte  for  circulars  of  Masrlo 
iNovelties,  Mention  this  paper. 
I  Kigic  latroluetioa  Co  ,  227  Bway.  K.  7. 


T  TT*  f^  f\  TlJr  ^V  Western  terminus 
1  M  Lr  U  i"i  M  ,  main  line  X.  P. 
R.  R.  and  the  most  rapidly  growing  city  in  America. 
Grand  opportunities  for  investors.  Good  time  and 
place  to  buy  city  and  suburban  property  with  a  cer- 
tainty of  large  profit,  or  to  loan  your  money  on  gilt 
edge  real  estate  at  8  and  9  per  cent.  Correspondence 
solicited  for  mutual  benefit. 

C.  li.  Ttf  ANOUW,  Real  Estate  and  Loan  Agent, 
Post-office  Building.  Tacoma,  Washington. 


CARDS 


tATEST  6TTT.es, 
BIST  PRE.MIC.MS, 

<ar  cosTi.v  oiTFiT.        _  _     _ 
XAu:  CAKD  ca.  NEW  njL.ssiA,  con. 


i  UllBff  1  If  ffTfW5  (Souvenir  Albums').  List  free. 
AAGfttCAK    YImWm  a.  Wltteman,  67  Spring,  N.Y. 


rE.\\5sQ#^:eaxcy."Beic«N.  K)x 


THE  POSITIVE  CURE. 

I SLT  BBOTHBRS,  M  Warten  St.,  I«ew  York.    Price  60  ct«.l 


f^^i 


f» 


HALM/i 


SBOULD  BE  IK  EVERT  HOMi:.     JUST  THE  THIKa  ?0B  A  E0LIDA7  FBESENT. 

foR  Sale  by  Booksellers  and  Toy  and  Fancy  Goods  Dealers,  or  Sent  Free  on  Receipt  of  One  DollaRi 

E.  I.  HOBSMAN,  PUBI-ISHER,  80  &  88  WTLUAM  ST.,  NEW  YORK. 


SWIFT 


>  < 


H  < 
Sa: 


UJ    . 

il 


SAFETY   HAMMER  LESS    DCll^l    ilCD 
AUTOMATIC  IVCWV/L.W  CFVb 


=£^^ 


UNEQUALLED 

For  Symmetry, 

Beauty, 
Material  and  Workmanship, 

AS  PERFECT  A  PISTOL  AS 
CAN  POSSIBLY  BE  MADE. 


1/  your  deriler  does  not  have  it,  we  will  send  it 
postpaid  on  receipt  of  price. 


f  Safety  Barrel  Catch. 

Impossible  to  throw  the 

barrel  open  when 

discharged. 

38  Cal. 

Using  S.  &  W. 

Cartridges. 


Send  6c.  In  stamps  for  onr  lOO-page  illus- 
trated Catalogue  of  Guns,  Rifle:;,  Revol- 
vers, Police  Goods,  Sporting  Goods  of  all  kinds,  etc. 

TAw  Catalogue  i«  so  large  the  postage  on  il  alone  casta  5c. 


JOHN  P.  LOVELL  ARMS  CO.,  Manufacturers,  Boston,  Mass. 


For  Sale 

by  all 

Dealers. 


NEW   PATENT.        THE   ONLY    PERFECTLY   SAFE   PISTOL    MADE. 


The  Quadrant  Suspension  Spring  Saddle 


overcomes  vibration  on  rough  roarts  where  all  other  spring  devices  have 
failed.  We  are  daily  booking  orders  to  fit  this  unequalled  spring  saddle 
to  Victor,  Rambler,  and  Columbia  spring-fork  safeties,  as  well  as  all  rigid 
frame  bicycles.  But  to  get  the  full  enjoyment  from  this  saddle  you 
should  try  it  on  our  world-renowned  Quadrant  Safety  Bicycles, 
which  have  many  points  of  superiority  over  all  others.  Send  for  cata- 
logue, giving  full  particulars. 

STRONG  k  €REEX  CYCLE  CO.,  Sole  Importers.  J?^e'N.  broId  st..  Philadelphia. 


We  retail  »t  the  lowest 

whoUtale  /artory  priret,  and 
■hip  goods  to  be  paid  for  on 
deli-rary.  Send  stamp  (or 
Catalocne.  Namtgoodadrnra. 
LCUDBO  MFO.  CO.,  146  ? 


Antomalie  Brak* 

coaehM  FnEE 

WHEEL  rBlIBS 

TO  HIBE. 

SPECIAL  FBEB 

DEMTFRV. 

llsdelphls.Pa. 


WHEELING 
RECLINING  CHAIRS 


Of  All  Styles. 


The  Best  Make. 


H.  8.  GOLIGHTLV, 

203  Quarry  St.,  Phila. 
Send  for  Catalogue. 


CRIPPLES 


and  invalidt  find 
FAIRY  THcycle* 
the  most  practieal.  Best  foi 
ladies  ana  girls.  Sati^action 
(niaranteed.  Athletic  Goods  and 
BlCy  CLES  at  retail,  at 
lowest  prices.  Address  FAY  MFG.  CO..  Klyria,  O; 

15SO.  188Q7 

ane  Carriages 

HUgarkt  Ti«ap8,  Quai«t«t<«d  Oak, 
pouv-CUheal  Dog  Cafta, 

Iiigbt  pout<~CUb««l  Cavts, 

pouv-Scat  Supvcys. 

Also  PITTSBURG  ROCK  A  WAYS,  WAGONETTES,  BUGGIES,  VICTORIAS,  VIS-1-VIS,  Broughanu, 
Extension  Br  ngbams,  and  Rockaways,    The  ^neM  and  Most  Extensive  JHsplay  of  Marnese. 

D.  M.  LrANB'S   SONS,  1708  Chestnut  Street,  Pliilae 

61 


SAFEST, 


FASTEST, 


and  FINEST 


TRAINS  IX  AMERICA. 


■RUM    VIA 


BALTIMORE  M  OHIO  RAILROAD 


BEX^WEEN 


NEW  yORK,  PHILADELPHIA, 

BALTIMORE,  and  WASHINGTON. 

AJLL  TRAINS  VESTIBULED  FROM  END  TO  END, 

Aod  protected  by  Pullmaa's  Anti-Teleacopine  Appliance,  including  Baggage  Cara,  Day  Coachea, 

Parlor  Cars,  and  Sleepers. 

/ILL  CARS  HEATED  BY  STEAM  AND  LIGHTED  BY  PINTSCH  GAS. 


Tbe  BAI.TIMORE  and  OHIO  RAILrROAO 

Maintains  a  Complete  Service  of  yestibnled  Express  Trains  between 

NEW  YORK,  CINCINNATI, 
ST.  LOUIS,  AND  CHICAGO, 

EQUIPPED  WITH 

Palace  Sleeping  Cars 

Ranninff  Throngh  TVithont  Change. 


.Au 


ALL  B.  and  0.  TRAINS 

BETWEEN  THE 

EAST  and  WEST, 

RUK  VIA  WASHINGTON. 


V^''  211  WashlnKton  St.,  Boston,  Mass. 
.    I        415  Broadway,  New  York. 
ihC  N.E.  Cor.  9th  and  Chestnut  8U.,  Phlla.,  Pa. 

1'  Cor.  Baltimore  and  Calvert  Sts.,  Baltimore, 

Md. 


PRINCIPAL,   OPFICCS. 


1851  Pennsylrania  Ave..  Washington,  D.C. 
Cor.  Wood  St.  and  Fifth  Ave..  Plttsborg,  Pa. 
Cor.  4th  and  Vine  Sts.,  Cincinnati,  O. 
193 Clark  St..  Chicago,  111. 
101  North  Fourth  St.,  St.  Louis,  Mo. 


J.  T.  ODELL, 

Oeneral  Manager 


}  BALTIMORE,  MD.  { 


CHAS.  O.  SCULL, 

General  Passenger  Agent. 


62 


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SZ3Z 


No  Christmas 
This  Year 

will  be  complete  without  a  pres- 
ent, and  no  practical  present 
can  be  made  that  will  give  more 
real  good  for  the  coin  paid  than 
a  practical  low-priced  typewriter 
like  the  "World,"  sold  for 
^i5.cxD.  Available  at  once  for 
the  boy  or  his  father,  the  girl 
or  her  mother.  You  want  a 
catalogue  ?  We  send  it.  Type- 
writer Dept.,  POPE  M'FG  CO., 
Boston,  New  York,  Chicago. 


ICCARPETSWFEPfR.'i^ 


MIH  LATEST  IMPROVEMENB 

«SDLD.  ZVCRYWHERET 


WINTER 

RIDING 


DECEMBER — but  it  brings  no  reason 
why  the  wheelman  should  put  his  wheel  in 
a  camphor  bag  or  cedar  chest.  Not  a  month 
during  the  winter  when  a  cycle  cannot  be 
used  on  some  days  with  comfort.  A  hard, 
frozen  road,  well-hammered  by  wagon- 
wheels,  makes  delightful  riding,  and  a  zero 
nfmosphere  yields  delightful,  health-giving 
ozone.  And  there  is  not  a  business  day  in 
the  year  when  we  will  not  sell  you  a 
••  Columbia."     Catalogue  sent. 

POPE  MFG.  CO.,»'^^ff(R?4.'5j|^*'-««*' 

BRAMCH   houses: 

12  Warren  Street,  291  Wabwh  Avenue, 

New  York.  Chicago. 

Factory,  Hartford,  Conn. 


INDISPENSABLE 


EYERY  CITY  and  COUNTRY  HOUSEHOLD 

for 
FARM  Ar^D   DAIRY. 

The  world-famous  FRANK'S  AMERICAN  WON- 
DER MACHINE  awarded  highest  medals,  Paris 
World  Exposition,  etc.    Always  produces 

FIRST-CLASS  GRANULAR  BUHER 

(the  very  gilt  edge)  from  sweet  milk,  sweet  or  sour 
cream, 

IN  TWO  MINUTES. 

The  same  whether  in  winter  or  summer.  (Party 
not  keeping  cows  can  buy  one  or  more  quarts  of 
milk  or  cream  and  make  his  own  pure 
butter  daily,  costing  less  than  even 
such  of  inferior  quality  if  bought.)  No 
experience  needed;  any  child  can 
successfiiliy  manage  it;  works  from 
onepintup;  makes  more  batter. 
Buttermilk  remains  perfectly  sweet 
for  coffee,  etc.  Recommended  by 
physicians  as  best  Baby  Food.  Ma- 
chine also  makes  finest  Ice  Cream 
in  4  minntes,  and  delicious  Cream 
Sonftie  in  2  minntes.  Is  also  ex- 
cellent for  cooling  off  new  milk. 
Prices:  5  qts.,  $5.50;  (for  Dairies)  U  qts.,  $10.00; 
24  qts.,  $15.00;  40  qts.,  $23.00,  etc.  Packing  10  per 
cent.  Active  agents  wanted ;  25  per  cent,  on  sam- 
ples.   Machines  guaranUed  at  represented. 

F.  A.   FRANK  &  CO., 

Patentees  and  Sole  Manufacturers, 
No.  316  East  82d  Street,  New  York. 


63 


WITH   THK    WITS. 


A  Startling  Climax. 
III. — From  the  Parquet. 


"Look  at  the  sea-foam  sparkling  round, 
A  waste  whose  use  is  never  found !" 

Exclaimed  the  maiden  fair ; 
But  the  foreign  noble  at  her  side 
Betrayed  his  secret  as  he  cried, 
"Oh,  but  zare  ees;  eet  has  been  tried: 

Use  sea-foam  for  ze  hair." 


Down  Stream. 
The  people  held  in  marriage  knots 

Life's  sea  the  safest  ride. 
Go  thou  with  them  to  be  secure, 
For  it  is  easiest,  be  sure, 

To  travel  with  the  tied. 


When  it  comes  to  morality,  the  knave  is  like  the  bankrupt :  he  has  no  interest 
because  he  has  no  principal.  

Efforts  Unheeded. 
Wealth  brings  trouble,  care,  and  trial; 

Croesus  treads  a  weary  road, 
Heeding  not  our  self-denial 

To  relieve  him  of  his  load. 


A  Strong  Feature. 
Dramatic  Author.—'*  And,  best  of  all,  the  second  act  winds  up  with  a  cyclone." 
Manager  (reflectively).— "That  ought  to  bring  down  the  house." 


A  Palpable  Paradox. 
Weakness  la  mastering  desire 
That,  being  burnt,  still  braves  the  fire, 
r>4 


WHAT  ^".yrH^E"^  MERRin  HPEWRITER. 


This   is   exact  copy  of  The    "MERRITT^S"  work. 
It  is   equal  to   that   of  any  High  Priced  Type- 
writer.  Relieves  fatigue  from  steady  use  of 
pen.    Improves   spelling  and  punctuation.    Inter- 
ests and  instructs   children.    The   entire  corres- 
pondence  of  a  business  house   can  be  done  with 
it.    Learned  in  a  half  hour  from  directions. 
Prints   capitals,    small  letters,   figures  and 
characters, — 78   in  all.    Price    |15,    complete. 

The  MERRITT  Typewriter  is  the  BEST. 

WHY? 

BECAUSE,  It  prints  from  CliEAR,  METAl,  TTPE. 
**  It  prints  -vriih.  Perfect  Aligiunent. 

**  It  has  no  Ribbon  to  Wear  Out,  Smnt  Finders  or  Pap«r 

**  It  is  a  Siniple,  Compact  Maoliine. 

It  is  sent  to  any-  address  on  receipt  of  915.00. 
It  does  -work  eqnal  to  the  Hundred  Dollar  Maohinsa. 
**  It  can  both  DUPLICATE  and  MANIFOLD. 

**  Mo  other  lo-ir-priced  Type-writer  can  da  this. 

**  Mo  Rubber  Type  Machine  can  compete  -with  it. 

*  It  is  Everybody's  Type-writer. 

**  E-verybody  wants  a  MERRITT. 


"Write  for  Circnlare,  Voluntary  Testimonials  &.  Swom-to  Speed  Test  of  60  Words  a  Minute. 


SENT  IMMEDIATELY  TO  ANT 
ADDRESS  ON  RECEIPT 
OF  PRICE,  915.00. 


LYON  MANUFACTURING  CO., 

59  FIFTH  AVE..  NEW  YORK  CITY, 


Are  communicated  to  the  mouth  bv 

SOZODONT 

which  renders  the  Teeth  pearly  white,  the 
Gums  rosy,  and  the  Breath  sweet.  Ey  those 
who  have  used  it,  it  is  regarded  as  an  indis- 
pensable adjunct  of  the  toilet.  It  thor- 
oughly removes  tartar  from  the  teeth  with- 
out injuring  the  enamel. 

Sold  by  Druggists  and  Fancy  Ooods  Dealers. 


TlliUinDC  In^nial  or  External,  Cured.  New 
I  IHrlUnO  method ;  noknife  ;  no  pain  or  shock. 
For  jiariiculars  and  l(ook.  write  to 

The  Sanitarium,  Union  Springs,  N.Y. 

WIlTPn    '''^dies  and  Misses  to  do  crochet  work 
MliBluU,  at  home;    city   or  country.     Steady 
work.    WESTERN  LACE  MFG.  CO., 
218  State  Street,  Chicago,  111. 

rmfnpNTERNS  WANTED  tHWm 

IWf.V.in  HARBACH  &C0. 809  Filbert  St.Phil«.Pa^ 

T    ATlV    AOBMT8-S«i<«  for  Urmt. 

jjnl/  1  YAM  ORDKM  CUHaKT  CO.,  ii  Cllaton  FUm,  N.T> 


CATA 


DRUCURED.FREE 

.JLELDSAMPLE  MAILED. 
LAUDERBACH  CO.     Newark,  N.J. 


FRANKMILLER'S: 


HARNESS  DRESSING 


UNEQUALED   FOR  USE  IN 
LIVERY.  EXPRESS  AND 
PRIVATE  STABLES, 
Gives  a  beautiful  finish  that 
does   not  peel,  crack,  smut 
or  harden  the  leather. 

SOLD  BY  HARNESS  DEALERS. 


o/SUREW} 
CURE 


CaTABLiaMKD 

Chioaoo 
1870 


Has 
cured  many     ^ 

f  oaaes  pronounced^ 

ahopelcsHbyphysi- 

I  — —    ■'  Clans.  Send  for  />««  | 

l|£ooA: 'Common  8en>ti 

,  LXlIk'  and  numerous! 

"••    mt«Btimonial8.  TceyJ 

«inoT«a  ^^  ,yjji  coniiiuce 

TO      ^W^  y°^- 

^^^^^^  ''Cincinnati.  ^^^B»^ 
tr.  8YKEy  SUSB  CURB  CO.,  180  Baw  St.,  ttadnnatl.  <. 


J^  LIQUOR  Habit. 


In  aU  the  world  TII£KE  IS  BTTT  OXE  CUS£ 

DR.  HAINES'  GOLDEN  SPECIFIC. 

It  can  be  nTen  In  coffee,  tea,  or  in  articles  of  food,  without 
the  knowledereot  patient  if  necessary.  48page  book  of  par- 
ticulars free.  Address  OOI.UE.V  SPECIFIC  CO., 
8.  IfV.  Cor.  Kac«  »nd  Flftk  Hto.,  Cincinnati,  O. 

AT  •FOLKS* 

uiiny  "A-ntl-Corpulene  I*.«I«"  Iom  lalbs.  a 

nth.  Thej  cauia  no  ilckD.ii,  couuln  no  polion  nod  n«T«r 
fAll.  .'^olJ  bv  r)rugKl«t»«»'rirwhi!r«orientbT  ttsll.  Ptrtle- 
Qlart  (M«l«d)  4e.      WILCOt  SPECIFIC  Cb..  FUla.,  Fa. 


0«M  (iriMM«,iritliftdldliM«iMi(.frB  Aatocnit 
Album  BebctloM,  H  Parior  OaiaM,  SO  Oommdnm,.  Qini.  of 
Fortune.  Mntlci  Aft  Tabic.  MacM  Mnfle,  Oasui  P  B  F  E 
ofLMIen.  TbeMwbook,  Onkr  oftht  WbMl<L  f  If  C  E 
T^iyMOT  of  Flowon.  Mon.  Tclf^rapb  Alpiiabrt.  Oame  of  Bbadow  ^_^^__ 
Bnl  ui  IS  Mnrlcal  Eiprriiiinitl.  AU  the  ahora  on  rrmtM  of  3  om  te  poa^ 
M^at*.  Addna.  HA88AD  NOTXLTT  WORKB.SS  A  florullon  St.,  Mm  Ttrt. 


FUN 


ni  n  OniMQ  WANTED^specially  dates be- 
y^*-*-'  ^v"'^**  fore  1871.  Highest  prices  paid 
for  hundreds  of  kiiid.s.  Write  at  once  for  particulars 
whicli  may  be  wortli  liuiidrcds  of  dollars  to  you  ;  en- 
close stamp.    W.  i.  SKINNER,  16  Oloba  Building,  Boston,  Mass. 


PREDICmi 


(wntUB)  oompltM  of  your  Ufa,  Me.,  KM. 

GIt,  data  of  btrth;  marrlad  or  dnfla. 

LOOK  BOX  896,  Kansas  Oltr,  Mo. 


Patented  by  Thos.  A.  Edison. 

Aalmple,  practical,  and  economical  manifolding  de- 
vice for  every-day  use. 

It  makes  3000  copies  of  one  original  Writing,  Draw- 
ing, Music,  etc.  I500  copies  of  one  original  Typewriter 
Letter.  Recommended  by  over  40,000  users.  Send  for 
circular  and  sample  of  work, 

A.  B.  DICK   COMPANY, 

162-151  Ltk*  St.,  CBICAaO.  32  Llbsrty  St.,  KlVlllk. 

117  South  Itfth  Strttt,  FEILASXLFBU. 

66 


TRADE 


MARK. 

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g  ddi/ble  stoi/t,  IHPJ^^^IE.  half  &  half.  ^ 


THE  BEST  IMPORTED-,===^^,^EST  PHYSICIANS.^ 
•FOR  FAMILY  OR-^t^f^^Kf  BfiEJ^^^'"'  sale  byaiufirstuass 


THE 


Otis 

Electric 


For  Private  Residences, 
Small  Office  Buildings, 


Hospitals,  Stores,  etc. 


Elevator 


Safe; 
Simple, 

No  engineer 
required ; 

Economical, 

Power  taken  from  electric 
light  lines,  and  required 
only  when  in  operation. 


Send  for  Descriptive  Catalogn*. 


Otis  Brothers  &  Co., 

Standard  Hydraulic  and 
Steam  Klevators. 


NEW  YORK. 
BOSTON. 


PHI  LA. 
PITTSBURG, 


IMPERIAL^*^°**°'p^""'*°"<0'^ 


CLUB  -r  1 4  T>"«tr»i'i  f'lr  $  I  bin. 

rks  I. Mien,  Carls,  Papers,  Everythliic. 
.VewAgenU  make  BIO  IIoBey.Tennii  Fre.^ 


THE 


OLD   SHERWOOD 

Pure  Rye  Malt  Whiskey 

A  Lot  of  Spring  1883  Distillation, 

to  ofTer  In  Boxed  Demijohns  of  I  to  5  gals,  at  95.00 
per  gal.  This  Is  an  exceptional  opportunity  to  secure 
somw  KINEOI.I)  ST«M'K.  Samples  at  proportion- 
ate cost,  or.  If  the  goods  do  not  give  entire  salisfttction, 
you  can  return  them  CO.  D. 

WIGHT  He  L.BUTZ,  Cockersville,  Md. 

BANK  AND  OFFICE  FITTINGS 

Fine  BraM  Work. 

Special  Designs  on 

Application. 

AKSREWS  HFO.  CO. 
74-76  Fifth  Ave,.  N.T. 
A.H.ANDtlEWStCO. 
816-822  Wabash  Ave., 
Chioapo. 

AITSREWS  FTENITUEE  CO.,  Post  and  Stockton  SU., 
San  Francisco. 

67 


Pinless 
Clothes  Line 

Is  the  onB;  line  ever  invented  that  holds  the  clothe* 
without  pins;  a  perfect  success;  patent  recently 
issued ;  sold  only  by 

to  whom  the  exclusive  right  is  given :  on  receipt  of 
so  cents  we  will  send  a  sample  line  by  mail;  also, 
circulars,  price  list  and  terms  to  agents ;  secure 
yourterritory  at  once.  Address  THE  PINLtSS 
CLOTHES  LINE  COMPANY.  17  Hermon  St., 
Worcester,  Mass. 

lAIANTED!  A  LADY 

W  W  TnTacrtovrn^^Hare»«cnTelope»^aiTcircin»«7m»n*i* 
oorrespoDdeoce.  0«>d  wsga.  Termi  and  book  of  iDitmctloDi  la 
onr  Keui  Art,  iOc  diver.)  STLTIM  TOIUiT  CO.,  Port  Baron,  Micik. 


JkA^>»JBflA    PB.  TAFT-S  A3THMAT.TBTrB 

#%9  I   rilwl#%-n||DCniievertails;  send  us  your 
address,  we  will  mail  trial  WWnkUBOTTLBl^DBB 

THf  Oft.  TAFT  BROS  CO.,  ROCHESTEft,  N  V  T  KCB 

I  ItnirQ  ^""'  "'•  cents  for  cnpvof  Dorcas  Magazina 
LHUILu  of  Woman's  Handiwork.  It  is  invaluable. 
Address  Dobcas  Pub'nq  Co.,  37  College  Place,  N.  Y, 


WITH  THE  WITS. 


A  Startling  Climax. 
IV.— On  the  Stage. 


A  BARRISTER  who  gets  Up  before  the  jury  to  argue  a  case  is  like  a  self-evident 
truth :  he  stands  to  reason.  

In  that  gruesome  alternative  which  forces  men  to  be  either  the  anvil  or  the 
hammer,  the  Labor  Knights  seem  to  have  decided  to  be  the  hammer :  at  least  they 
are  that  part  of  the  community  which  does  the  most  striking. 


•     A  Blindness. 
While  good  and  bad  together  chink 

And  under  woes  unearned  you  labor, 
It's  very  natural  to  think 

That  Fate  mistook  you  for  your  neighbor. 


When  Elisha  was  taken  up  into  the  heavens,  he  left  his  powers  behind  him  to 
£lljah.    Additional  proof  that  the  original  always  loses  in  "  translation." 


He  Can't  Help  It. 
Mrs.  Phunnyman.— "  I  notice  that  your  friend  Pultzer  is  inclined  to  obesity 
of  late." 

Mr.  Phunnyman. — "No,  indeed :  It's  very  much  against  his  inclination." 


Passive  faith  is  like  a  dummy  watch  :  it  is  without  works. 

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BOLTON 

HOT-WATER 
HEATER. 

Most  Economical,  Healthful, 
and  Comfortable. 


Only  Perfectly  SAFE  Syatem. 
Unequalled  for  Durability. 

SEND  FOR  CIRCULARS. 

Detroit 
Heating  and  Lighting  Co. 


88  Lake  St., 
Chicago. 


817  Wight  St., 
Detroit. 


COMBINATION 

CAS  MACHINE. 

Beat  Independent  Qas  Apparatus. 

Cheaper  and  Better  than  City  Gas  or 

Electric  Light. 

Simpler  and  Safer  than  Oil  Lamps. 

Twenty  Years 

without  a  failure  or  an  accident. 


THE   JACKSON 

VENTILATING  GRATE. 

Combined  Grate  and  Furnace. 

Introducing  Heated  Out-Door  Air. 

Heating  two  or  more  Soors  if  desired. 

77  in  use  in  Columbia  Colleee,  New  York  ;  87  in  the  New  Court-House,  St.  Paul,  Minn. ;  53  in  Hastings 

Hall  of  Harvard  College;  65  in  the  Presbyterian  Hospital  in  Philadelphia;  and  by  the 

War  Department  at  many  posts. 

Over  200  different  styles  of  desicn  and  flnidi. 

EDWIN  A,  JACKSON  &  BRO.,  50  Beekman  Street,  New  York. 

Send  for  Illustrated  Catalogue  L. 


The  Bronson  ITITater-Tube  Boiler. 

The  annexed  cut  shows  detached  section  of  our  jacket  on  Portable 
Boiler  furnished  with  either  the  sleam  or  /lot-wo/er  boiler.  Tbisjacket 
is  carefully  lined  with  asbestos,  and  has  ample  air-space  to  prevent 
radiation  of  heat  in  cellar.  It  is  composed  of  two  upright  sections 
which  bolt  together  quickly,  and  can  be  as  readily  removed,  ■without 
interfering  with  piping,  which  point,  In  connection  with  its  many  soot 
doors,  makes  it  possible  to  have  a  clean  bmler  at  all  time^,  both  with 
the  Steam  or  Water  boiler.  Remember,  we  have  no  thick  plates  in  the 
construction  of  our  boiler  to  hinder  the  transmission  or  heat  to  the 
water.  Water-tubes  admit  of  tnin  envelopes  for  the  water  next  the 
fire.    Our  new  catalogue  sent  on  application. 


WESTON  ENCINE  CO.  {^?^l) 

PAINTED  POST,  ]V.  T. 

New  York  Agent,  H.  J.  Barron,  74  Cortlaadt  St. 


ALSO  BUILDERS  OF 


-A."crTOi«i:-A.Tio   EisroiisrES 

correct  in  design,  workmanship,  and  price. 


MODERN  HOUSE  HEATING  AT  LOW  COST. 


New  Illustrated  Msnnal  of  100  p 
CkmtainingfnlUnformation  on  m 


jree  now  ready  and  mailed  free. 
lemMteamand  Hotl¥aier 


IIeatlnr,Ventli»tlon,  etc.,  with  valnable  siitr^eetionR  'o  tho8e 
bailding  or  Remode.intr  their  Heating  Apparatus  Sole  manuf  ac- 
turers  eilBUAil  DAII  CDQ  Agents  in  all  princi;)al 
of  the  rUHniAll  DUILCIIOi  towns  and  clUes. 
IT  WII.1^  PAT  TOU  TO  IXVESTIGATK.  Address, 
HERENDEEW  MFG.  CO..    21  Oak  Street,    GENEVA.  N.  Y. 


69 


There 


i 


14^ e  Commence  where  others  leave  off 


are 


Shoes 


Shoey 


m\s 


V 


Send  jor 

I  Illustrated] 

>  Circular. 

'Packard^  pELD, 

BrocKton,Mass 

«•«    DUN'7  Sjvil  your  fell 


We  suppose  that  any  of  the  various  shoe! 

advertised  are  worth  the  price  quoted,  but  wt 

claim  and  have  abundant  testimonials  in  proof 

that  the  shoes  we  mal^e  and  advertise  as  th( 

Burt  &  Packard  "  Korrect  Shape  "  are  in  style 

fit,  workmanship,  materials  and  wear,  worth  thi 

difference  in  price,  though  our  lowest  grade  is  < 

higher  quality  than  the  best  usually  advertised 

Employing  the  highest  skilled  labor,  with  ar 

experience  of  30  years  in  supplying  the  besi 

trade  of  this  country ;  using  only  the  best  Oi 

stock  and  genuine  importation  for  all  foreigr 

goods,  we  believe  we  can  please  the  most  fas 

p^^«iy|  tidious  from  a  dress  shoe  for  evening  wear 

i^iVAiiu.f  |.Q  Q^j.  qqj.|^  g^ig  Snow-excluder.  Our  cir- 

^  cular  with  our  various  styles  may  show 
"^  you  just  what  you  want  for  your  next  pair 

All  delivery  charges  are  paid  to  places  where  our  sho& 
,  are  not  sold,  therefore  accept  no  substitute. 


and 


DESKS, 

Chairs, 
Office  Furniture. 

SEND    FOR    CATALOQUC. 

DERSY  k  mXER  DESK  CO. 

Salearoomi, 
opp.  I^well  Depot, 
93  Cauaeway  St.,  Boiton. 


tAOM.  00  a  year  ti  bdnfr  tnatle  hj  John  S. 
Ooo<Iwtn,Tro7,X.Y,,at  work  fur  ai.  Keadtr, 
joa  may  nut  make  as  much,  but  wa  can 
teach  yon  quickly  how  to  earn  (Vom  f  (  to 
1 10  a  day  at  the  Hart,  and  wore  aa  yon  %o 
on.  Buth  icxei,  all  aK<^a.  In  any  part  of 
America,  you  can  comincnce  at  hunie,  fW- 
'inf  all  your  liine.or  spare  niuiiients  only  to 
tba  work.  All  ia  new.  Great  |>ay  81'Klu'for 
erery  wurker.  W'e  atart  yon,  /iimishing 
•Teiytbinr.  EASILY,  »fEKli|LY  leamciC 
I-AirriCL'LAKa  FKEE.  Addreai  at  once, 
8TI.\80.N    A    CO.,    I^RTLAMl,   BAlMi. 


WHERE  DID  YOU  GET  THOSE 


YOUR  FUTURE 


RKTKAIKD. 

•t'l  ru,    Cilv«  MX  and  da 
A»trolngcr,Iloi:i3«i,KannuCtty^o. 


Writtaa  prwilctljn 
date  of  birth. 


BOTTLED 


Electricity  cures  Catarrh,  Colds,  etc. 

Ad.  N.  B.LITTLK  <fe  <(l.,<:hicftKO,  III. 


FACIAL    BLEMISHES 


The  largeat  Ritobllihmrnt  In  the  World  1 
the  treatment  of  Hair  and  Scalp,  RcienM, 
Mnlr>,Waru..Supernani  Hair,  Hirthmarkt^ 
Moth,  Krecklci,  Wrinkiee,   Kc-d  Note,  Bad 
Veiai.<)llr.Skln,AcDe,Plmplca,Hlaokheadf, 
llarber'i  Ilcb,     Scare,    Pittiui;>,     ^vder 
I  Marka.  BleacUing,  Facial  l><'TrIu|>nienI  ,>ita. 
S.Mid   10  ct..    fnr   12M-tmK.'    l..,,.k  on 
all  "kin  Impcrf.ction^  and  thiir  treainK'nt. 
JttllN  II.  W«MM>nrKT.  Denaatola. 
1st  W».t  4»d  HI..  SKW  TOHB  CITT.H.T. 
r.  ■.— Fee  WM^hary'a  ParlalSaap  for  tke   akla 
I  Mslyi  for  eaU  at  all  dragtlita,  or  by  mall,  &0  CMtfc 


WE  MAKE  THEM  TO  YOUR 
MEASURE  OF 

All'Wool  Eoois  o&Ij,  and  fit  Ton,  loo. 

PANTS  from  $3.00  UP. 
SUITS  from  $12.00  UP. 

We  have  no  Reiidy-made  Stock. 

ONLY  MADE  TO  ORDER 

Send  for  samples,  tap>e-measure,  and  rules 
for  self-measurement. 

DELAWARE  WOOLLEN  MILLS, 

If,  W,  Corner  Fourth  and  Harket  Street*, 
PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 
Mention  Ijfpincott's  when  ordering. 

MM.'H^n  100  Assorted,  6c.  500.  2.5c.   IM'ilt^il^ 
I000.4ac.  post  free.Handford&Co.  Lincoln  Purk.N  Jl 

Dliilofiies,  Talileniix,  Sjienkars,  for 
8chi»ol,Crub  &  Parlor.  Best.  out.  Oata- 
logua  tree.  T.  S.  UKNisoN.Chluago,!!!. 


P 

A 
N 

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S 


PLAYS 


HOLMANS  LIVER  PADS 

Care  Malaria,  Indigestion,  liUious- 
nest.  Sick- Headache,  Wakefulness, 
€tc.  Vromote  Appffite.Afrimilation 
and  Ambition.  Prevent  Diphtheria, 
8ea*ick/ieiis,SmaUixKn  and  all  Ferert 
Warranted  as  above  stated, 
or  money  refunded.  Price  $2. 00. 
Panapblet  sent  free  ;  address 
HOLMAN  LIVER  PAD  CO. 
V  O.  Box  21 1*  ■    »i  John  St.  New  York. 


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TBAST-UABE. 


-JStzJErOQp    PRODUCTS   ---^^^ 


HOW  TO  USE  IT: 

The  wrapper  tells. 

The  recipes  for  Pudding,  Soup, 
Fritters,  Gems,  Oysters,  and  Breakfast 
Cakes  are  delicious. 

Try  a  can. 

Write  us  if  Grocer  does  not  keep  it. 


Prepared  only  by  the 

FORESTV1LLE  CANNING  CO. 
Cleveland,  Ohio. 


BIARDOTS 

French  Soups. 

('*  Exquisite  inJlavor.^'—yi^Mi^aa  Harland.^ 

For  the  Christmas  Dinner, 

Ready  save  warming. 
Better  than  Home-made. 
Quality  never  varies. 
Save  time. 
Fancy  Grocers  have  them. 

Green  Turtle.  Terrapin,  Chicken,  ConBomraS,  Pnr^  of  Oams, 
Mallisatawny.  Mock  Turtle.  Oz  Ta.il.  Tomato,  Chicken  Onmbo, 
French  Bouillon,  Julienne,  Pea,  Printanier,  Mutton  Broth, 
Vegetable,  Beef,  Pearl  Tapioca. 

A  sample  can  -will  be  sent  on  receipt  of  tJu  price  of  postage.,    14.  cents. 

The  Franco- Ainerican  Food  Co.y 

42   West  Broadway,  New    York. 


Mark. 


Established  1823. 

YOUNG'S    PURE    ^lALT 

WHISKBYS. 

This  Famous  Old  Brand  is  absolutely  pure,  and  especially  adapted  for  use  in  the 
family,  in  sickness,  and  all  other  purposes. 

Alexander  Young   Company,  i-ir«it«d. 

Distillers  of  Y.  P.  M.  WHEAT  and  RYE  WHISKEYS, 

700  and  702  Passyunk  Avenue, 


SPECIAL. 
Mail  Orders  Packed  and 


Shipped  Promptly. 


PHILADELPHIA,  PA. 


WITH  THE  WITS. 


A  Startling  Climax. 
V. — Consternation 


It  l8  a  wise  chef  who  knows  how  to  economize.  He  can  usually  make  ends 
meat,— especially  in  ox-tail  soup. 

A  NEWSPAPER  publisher  may  have  the  jaundice,  rheumatism,  liver-complaint, 
and  almost  anything  else  to  which  ailing  flesh  is  heir,  but  you  cannot  get  him  to 
admit  that  there  is  anything  wrong  with  his  circulation. 


Making  a  Hit. 

Driving  all  day  the  same  old  nail 
May  be  a  narrow  occupation. 

But  it  soonest  comes  to  some  avail : 
There's  golden  gain  in  concentration. 


Didn't  Want  Acoustic  Properties. 

"There,"  said  the  dealer,  "is  »  horse  I  can  recommend  :  there  Is  not  much  to 
blra,  to  be  sure,  but  what  there  is  is  sound." 

"That's  just  the  trouble,"  responded  the  customer.  "  I  would  prefer  a  little 
leas  sound  and  a  trifle  more  substance." 


72 


HOSTETTER'S  STOMACH  BITTERS, 

Gives  tlutt  Physical  Vigor  ufhieh  ia  the  Main  Safeguard  of  Health  and  Strength, 


This  represents  the  Bottling  Department  of  the  Hostetter  Company. 

HOSTETTER'S  ILLUSTRATED  ALMANAC  FOR  1891, 

with  accurate  tables,  and  full  of  information,  now  being  gratuitously  distributed,  offers  a  means  of  relief 
to  all  who  are  suffering  from  Dyspepsia,  Malaria.  Fever  and  Ague,  aiid  all  diseases  arising  from  inaction 
or  disorders  of  the  Stomach,  Bowels,  Liver  and  Kidneys,  and  submits  testimony  to  its  efficacy  from  phy- 
sicians who  have  prescribed  it,  and  patients  who  have  experienced  its  reviving  and  curative  powers. 
Prepare  to  enjoy  tne  coming  year  by  renewing  your  physical  man  with  a  course  of  the  Bitters.  Ask 
your  Druggist  for  an  Almanac,  and  ponder  the  message  it  brings.  For  sale  by  all  Druggists  and  Dealers 
in  Proprietary  Medicines. 

D.  HERBERT  H08TETTSR,  Pretident  M.  L.  MYERS,  )  THE  HOSTETTER  COHPANT,  Proprieton, 

THEO.  R.  HOSTETTER.  Vice-Prei't.  Bec'y  and  Treainrer.        ]  PITTSIILRG,  PA. 


SX-MAS  PRESENTS 

You  could  give  nothing  more  acceptable  than  one  of  the 

BANNER 

LAMPS 

They  Excelall  others  for 


Beauty,  Brilliancy, 
Safety  &  Economy. 

Oivz   A    Stzadt  Wbitk  LtOHT. 

ABX  SuPKBIOR  I.N  WOBKILUI- 

SHip  AND  Finish. 
Prices  Lrf^tver  than  any 
other  lamp  n^  eq  at  merit.       Severw 

attractive  Btylei.  t^AtkyourdtaUrforiL  Take  no  Other, 
THE  PLUK  *  ATWOOD IFG.  CO..  New  York.  Chicaga  Boetoa. 


PARABOLON 


MAGIC  LANTERN8M 
8TEREOPTICON8. 

Kerosene  Oil  or  Lime  Light. 

For  Entertainment  or  Instruction  at  home 

or  in  large  halls. 

DO  YOU  PHOTOGRAPH? 

■We  can  make  Lantern  Slides  from  your  Negatives. 

Special  facilities  on  the  premi*«*for  the  production 

of  the  very  finest  Colored  Slides,  Apparatus,  *c. 

CaTALOOUXB  FbSK.      CORBBSPONDENCK  SOLICITID. 

J.  B.  COLT  Ji  CO.,  16  Beekman  Street,  New  York. 

OUTFITS    FOR    YOUNO    FCOPLt. 


BARRY'S  ^^'^^^,^'^^ 

;|lT!icopherous 


'^^. 


An  elegant  dressing  ex- 
qnisitely  perfumed,  re- 
moves all  Imparities  from 
the  Bcalp,  prevents  bald- 
ness and  gray  hair,  and 
-  causes  the  hair  to  g^row 
Thick, Soft  and  Beantlfnl.  Infallible  for  curing  ernp- 
Hons  dii»es»e8  of  the  skin,  elands  and  muscles,  and 
qolckly  healing  cuts,  burns,  bruises,  sprains,  iK. 

All  UruKKists  or  by  Mail,  50  Cents. 
BARCLAY  ft  CO  ,  44  Stone  Street,  Kew  York 


nUllinnRll  Poiition.    Trial  Lauon  and  oironUrsfTM. 

^riM  PCIRII    SIORTNMD    IISTITUTE, 


trolt,  Mteb. 


pRTrHTC  Frankun  H.  HotroH,  Waahinjfton,  D.C, 


No  att'y's  fee  until  patent  is  obtained. 
Writ*  for  Inventor'*  Qolde. 


BOILINQ  WATER  OR  MOX 

EPPS'S 

QRATEPUL-COMPOnTINQ. 

COCOA 


LABELLED  1-2  LB.  TINS  ONLY. 


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HHHHHr'Hr'HHHHi-'r'c^riHHHr'HHr'r'r'r'HHHHHPHHHHj£cU£SgHdi«JdlcUi 


FLORIDA 

STEAM  AND  HOT  WATER  HEATERS 


a 

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CO 


19  Sizes  for  steam,  14:  Sizes  for  Hot 
Water,    15  Sizes  for  Soft  Coal, 

POSITIVELY  NON-EX  PLOSIVE— ECONOMICAL 
—WILL  NOT  RUST  OUT— WILL  LAST  A   LIFE- 
TIME—IS  SELF-FEEDING— WILL    RUN    FROM 
10  TO  24  HOURS  WITHOUT  ATTENTION. 

THOUSANDS  and  THOUSANDS  in  use 

RELIABLE    AGENTS    IN    ALL    THE    LEADING 

CITIES  ANDTOWNS  IN  THE  UNITED  STATES. 

SEND   FOR   NEW  CATALOGUE. 

PIERCE.BUTLER&PIERCEMANUF'QCO. 

•on  noNurACTURtRS.         SY R ACUSE,  N .  Y. 


HARiMm  PATENT  INSIDE 
SLIDING  WINDOW  BLIND 

Ii  th*  won  popular  Blind  in  America.  Arobl- 
tecu  acd  buildert  prefer  it  to  anj  other,  for 
nteritt  style*  eonTeaience  and  ecoao- 
my.  Nut  complicated.  The  only  BUod  tbat 
i«  rurDinhe<i  with  aa  antomatlc  Banil*i*> 
I'roof  Lock,  free  of  ebarne.  Tbli  U  aa  item 
of  Immenae  aiacnltade,  and  mar  ••'•  7<»> 
maDT  timeR  the  coAt  of  blinds  and  perbapi 
life  alio,  and  the  only  blind  tbat  giTes  entire 
•atUfaetlon.  Thonaaada  are  in  oae. 
Aitanu  wanted  everywhere.  Send  for  lUm- 
traled  catalnirue  and  pricei.   Manufaoturril  by 

HARTMAN  &  DURSTINE, 

No.  26  Beaver  St.,  WOOSTER,  O. 


'EBHMSHORN'S 


■Mf 


SELF-ACTING     , 
_  SHADE ROUERSJ 

■laaiilllUMIIIIMIilliaWMMMWMIII 

Beware  of  Imitations. 
,    NOTICE  ^.      If^J/^'     ow 

AUTOGRAPH   //   i>^^^ABEL 

ANT>  HKT 


THEGENUINE 

■^HAffTSHORffi 


What  la  more  affKravatlng  than 
leaky  valves,  wtaethfr  tn  bouse,  office, 
or  factory?  If  you  wish  to  avoid  an- 
noyanc(>,  IN'HIST  on  havloR  Jenktns 
Broe.  Valves.  Accept  no  valves  aa 
Jenkins  Bros,  unless  slamiied  with 
onr  "  Tnwle-M  ark,"  likecut. 

JENKINS  BROS. 

yi  John  Street,  New  York. 
105  AlilU  Street.  Itoaion. 
'^J  North  aHi  Street,  I'blla. 
S4  Dearborn  Ht.,  C'hica«o. 


Hot-Air  Furnaces  have  been  lu  disfavor  with  some 
by  reason  of  the  many  imperfect  constructions  used. 
The  Magee  Boston  Heaters  will  give  better  satisfac- 
tion at  a  less  cost  than  any  hot-water  or  steam  appa- 
ratus ever  used.  We  guarantee  them  in  every  re- 
spect when  properly  put  in ;  and  when  desirable  to 
apply  hot  water,  it  can  be  used  In  combination. 
Send  for  descriptive  circulars  with  references. 

Uagae  Kangraa  and  Heating:  Btovei  have  alio  a  'world- 
wide reputation. 

MAGEE   FURNACE  CO. 

26a  Water  Street,  New  York. 
33  to  38  Union  Street,  Boston. 

86  Lake  Street,  Chicago. 


A  Good  Thing,  *Sfe*  McKinley  Tax 

does  not  affect— consumers.  We  have  not  raised  the 
price  of  our  Standard  Galvanized  Sheet  Metal 
Shingles. 

Can  we  stand  the  Tax  ?  Yes ;  by  holding  them  at 
our  old  prices  we  expect  to  double  our  salen. 

We  warrant  them  absolutely  rain-  and  rust-ptoof, 
without  the  necessity  of  painting. 

This  is  our  best  quality  of  sheet  metal  roof  cover- 
ing.  They  are  the  perfection  of  metal  roof  covering. 

DeSRIPTIVE  CinCULAKS  AND  PRICES  FREE. 

The  National  Sheet  Metal  Rooflns  Co., 

610  East  20th  8L,  New  York  City. 


74 


I   Like   my   Wife 
to  use 

POZZONI'S 


MEDICATED 


COMPLEXION 
POWDER 


Because  it  improves  her 
ioolcs  and  is  as  fra- 
grant as  violets. 


"—     Cai  I  1 1 1  1 1  11  I  I  1  I  H  I  I  I  1 1  I  I  1 1  H  1 1 1  1 1  M  I 


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ENTfoANY^DDRfSS  ON 

tolPT0F2(K!?IN^AMP5. 

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^rfER^UMERYC? 


HAIR  ON  THE  FACE,  NECK,  ARMS  OR  ANY  PART  OF  THE  PERSON 

QUIOKLY  DISSOLVED  AND  REMOVED  WITH  THE  NEW  SOLUTION 

?    AOPSHS     ? 

AND    THE    GROWTH     rOKEVER     DESTRdVED     WITIIOIT     THE     SLIGHTEST  ,     •    ,  ,  , 

*  *  *  *  IXJI-RY     OR     DISCOLORATION     OF     THE     MOBT     DELICATE     SKIN. 

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theresults.  Apply  forafewmlnnteaand  the  hair  disappear!  as  ifbv  magic.  It  hasnoresemblanoewhaterer 
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derful results.  IT  CAVNOT  FAIL.  If  the  growth  be  light,  one  application  will  remove  it  permanently; 
the  heavv  j-rowtb  surh  as  the  beard  or  hair  on  moles  may  require  two  or  more  applications  before  all  tha 
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